Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon

Cynthia was taken aback, frozen in place. Lilian’s eyes started to come into focus. She slightly turned her head, and her gaze settled on Cynthia’s face.

The moment their eyes met, Cynthia felt completely stunned. Llian was finally awake. Before she could think twice, she was about to press the bedside alarm button but Lilian immediately grabbed her arm.

“Cynthia, don’t call anyone. I need to talk to you

Lilian’s voice was clear, Cynthia was surprised at how alert she seemed, as if she had completely woken up. Cynthia froze. She saw that Lilian’s face had regained its rosy color, and her eyes seemed to have a sparkle.

She was truly awake and looked well. Cynthia let out a sigh of resef in her heart. Eventually, she sat back down in the chair by the bed.

Lilian raised her hand and removed the oxygen mask from her face, Cynthia wanted to stop her, but it was too late. But seeing Lilian now, she almost seemed normal.

Lilian turned her head to look at Cynthia, her eyes welling up with tears.

She suddenly spoke, each word clear, “Cynthia, I heard everything you said to me these past few days.” Cynthia was somewhat taken aback. Lilian had been in a coma all this time, and she never expected her to hear those words

“Do you want to know why I took a bullet for you?” asked Lilian

Cynthia stared at her without saying a word.

Lilian said with a smile, “Because if you weren’t in this world, my life would be meaningless.”

Cynthia’s pupils suddenly widened in shock. But she quickly came to her senses.

“Lilian, do you really hate me that much? Is competing with me fighting against me, so important that it has become the meaning of your life?” Cynthia couldn’t understand

She felt that Lilian’s obsession was twisted. To fight against her and to torment each other, even at the cost of life itself–how- had such a mindset come to be? she wondered.

Lilian shook her head with a bitter smile. “Cynthia, it’s not that I hate you. It just hurts so much to love you.”

Cynthia’s body tensed up once more. At that moment, Lilian was still holding Cynthia’s hand. Cynthia instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, but Lilian’s grip tightened slightly.

“What did you just say?” Cynthia froze.

Lilian looked at her, tears sliding down her cheeks, her eyes filled with longing and love. “How could I hate you? In this world, you’re the one I care about the most. I love you, Cynthia

It was li

like a crack of thunder exploding in Cynthia’s mind.

Lilian, with tears streaming down her face, said, “All these years, wanted to destroy you, to ruin everything about you, to bring you to your knees, so that you would have no one left but me.”

“I wanted you

to rely on me when you had nothing, to turn to me. Then, I could atone for my sins. You’re so soft– hearted: 1 knew you would forgive me.” This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

“My life was originally just a pile of mud. Born into that kind of family, I resigned myself to it, thinking I would wallow in it forever.”

“But then you appeared, like a rose blooming from the mud, so beautiful and vibrant. I secretly watched you, my heart filled with joy and silent gratitude. I hoped that this rose would forever grow above the muck that was my life”

“But there were too many who coveted the rose, always wanting to take you away from rise. I was afraid because I was just a patch of mud; I wasn’t the sunlight, the dew, or even the gentle breeze you needed.”

“I hated them and feared that one day, you would discover my darkness and the stench that clung to me. I was terrified that You would grow weary of me and distance yourself, so I gave birth to a terrible thought…

“I wanted to drag you down into the abyss with me. I wanted you to be covered in mud as well. When they all despised you and abandoned you, you would have no choice but to be with

Cynthia sat up straight, her body tense as if all the blood in her veins had frozen. Her expression seemed unchanged, but deep inside, a tsunami of emotions had already surged forth.

She had considered countless answers, even the possibility that lian hated her and wanted to torment her, or felt guilty. clung to the last remnants of her humanity. Perhaps it was just a peeting whim, or maybe she truly had lost her mind.

But with all those thoughts, she never considered that Lilian loved her.

Love really? she wondered.

Lilian noticed Cynthia sitting there, all prim and proper, a smile appearing at the corner of her lips. She seemed to be mocking herself. “Cynthia, did I scare you?”

Cynthia turned to look into Lilian’s eyes, still full of confusion. Of course, she couldn’t understand why things out of love.

ion did those

In Cynthia’s world, love is about responsibility, fulfillment, sacrifice, and wanting the other person to be happy.

“I don’t understand you,” Cynthia finally said, a bit dazed.

Lilian’s eyes seemed to lose some of their brightness.

“Cynthia, do you now find me truly disgusting and annoying?”

Cynthia finally regained her composure after a moment of silence.

She spoke, “I don’t. There are many kinds of love in this world, and each one has its reason for existing. What you do in the name of love often ends up hurting the other person. I believe that’s not love; it’s selfishness.”

Lilian was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, “Yes, I am selfish. My life has been so lacking that when you appeared. in it, I just wanted to hold on to you desperately. Do you remember that movie we watched together, The Shawshank Redemption?”

“There was a line in it that left a deep impression on me.”

“Red has a passage in his thoughts after Andy escapes. Some birds can’t be caged because their feathers are too bright. You feel that keeping them in a cage is a sin.”

“When they fly away, you genuinely celebrate their freedom, but unfortunately, you have to endure this monotony! “Every time I read this part, Tin in tears. I’ve thought about letting you go, genuinely wishing you well, but I can’t do it because my life is too gloomy and dark. I crave a beam of sunlight.”

Lilian’s voice gradually faded. Teould’ve endured all this boredom, darkness, and chaos if you’d never shown up.”

Lilian finished speaking and coughed violently, her face quickly changing color. The monitors began to beep alarmingly. Cynthia was startled, she quickly stood up.

“Don’t go. Cynthia, let me finish what I have to say,” Lilian didn’t want to let go of Cynthia’s hand.

Cynthia assured her. “We’ll have plenty of time later.”

But Lilian still held Cynthia’s hand tight, “Cynthia, I’m dying. I know, please, just listen to me.

Cynthia stared at the blood on the pillow, feeling a chill down her spine. She wanted to press the call button, but Lilian gripped her arm tightly with surprising strength, even trying to it up.

Cynthia hurriedly helped her lie back down. “Lilian, don’t move If your wounds tear open, I won’t have enough blood to save you again.”