My heart skipped a <b>beat</b>.
For some reason, when I met Jonathan’s dark gaze, my first reaction was guilt.
1couldn’t help but wonder just how submissive and afraid of Jonathan the old Elise had been.
d Elise within me
He was already seeing Alicia, while I was simply expressing my gratitude to the person who saved my life. Yet, the remnants of the <b>25</b>–year<b>–</b>old still made me feel guilty.
There was nothing to feel guilty about, and I reminded myself to get a
I kept a calm expression and looked at him, saying, “It’s none of your business.”
Jonathan frowned, and his expression–darkened instantly.
He nced at Gabrielle coldly, “You should leave.”
It was amand.
Gabrielle looked at me, gave me a signal, and then teplied, “I’lle to see you tomorrow, Elise.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Jonathan shot her <b>a </b><b>look</b>, as though there was something displeasing about her.
Gabrielle lowered her head and quiddy left the room.
I couldn’t understand why Gabrielle always seemed to feel guilty and uneasy whenever she faced Jonathan, despite her strong dislike for him. It <b>was </b>subtle, but I could still sense it.
I wasn’t sure if I was reading it wrong.
Before I could think more, Jonathan was standing right in front of me. “What did you two talk about just now?”
I shook my head and sharply said, “It’s none of your business.”
Jonathan frowned. “Elise, there’s <b>a </b>limit to how much you can throw a tantrum.”
I was tired of him constantly saying I was throwing a tantrum,
<b>zily </b>nced at him, no longer in the mood to exin. “Think whatever you want
Jonathan paused, his expression darkening,
At that moment, a vivid image shed through my mind.
Tears streamed down my <b>face </b>as <b>I </b>clutched Jonathan’s hand and cried, “Why are you so close to Alicia? You <b>said </b>there was nothing going on between you two….”
No matter how bysterical I became in that memory, the Jonathan in my mind only looked down at me coldly.
Think whatever you want,” he’d <b>said</b>.
He’d been like a king, loolding down at thy madness and despair from above.
The memory cut off suddenly, and my mind <b>was </b>invaded by memories <b>that </b>didn’t even exist,
Perhaps that was the painful past was trying to forget, now resurfacing unexpectedly in my mind.
A sharp pali. <b>shot </b>throughing head, spreading to my heart.
I stook my head forcefully, and my face grew pale.
Jonathan frowned as he stepped forward. “His..
He reached <b>out </b>to touch me, but before his <b>hand </b>could make contact, I recolled <b>as </b>if his <b>touch </b>repulsed ine.
“Don’t <b>touch </b>me,” I said coldly, lucking eyes within. “Jonathan, let me <b>say </b>this onest time I’m not just throwing a tantrum.”
He stated
me in silence for a long time before <b>finally </b>loosending his cor “<b>What </b>is it that you really want? he coldly asked
“I should be asling you that I sepped. “What do you <b>want</b>? why wor’t you agree to a divorce? Are <b>you </b>really going to <b>force </b>me to cough up 100 million dors?”
Even if I managed toe up with that kind of <b>money</b>, what difference would it make? To a man as <b>wealthy </b>as Jonathan, 100 million dors was practically <b>pocket </b>change. I truly couldn’t understand what was stopping <b>him </b>from letting me go,
“When <b>you </b>have that <b>much</b>, then we ran talk,” he <b>said</b>, coldly staring at me
That night, he held me tightly
There was nothing left between us but cold confrontation, yet he still refused to let go. The more I struggled, the tighter he clung to me
It was sullocating, yet he wouldn’t release ine.
His arm felt like <b>tron</b><b>, </b>constricting around my waist<b>, </b>and I could hear his steady breathing behind me.
tried to pry his hands off me<b>, </b>but suddenly felt a sharp sting behind my ear
turned, only to find Jonathan biting my earlobe, gently grazing it with his teeth.
“Can’t sleep le murmured.