“What trouble could he possibly cause me?” I gave a helpless smile. “But what about you guys? Has Mr. Ford Senior given you any problems?”
“No, it seems Jonathan gave them a heads–up, so they’ve dropped it.”
Frederick suddenly went quiet for a moment.
After a pause, he quietly asked, “Jonathan wouldn’t help us without a reason. Are you really okay over there?”
“I really am.”
I didn’t understand why he asked that. “Do you honestly think Jonathan would do something to me?”
As soon as I said it, silence fell again.
Because I remembered how Jonathan almost… I rejected him just now and made it clear I wasn’t interested. He probably got angry afterward, so he just ignored me and stayed by Alicia’s side.
But honestly, I didn’t care.
We’ve fallen out so badly, and yet he still thought about being intimate with me. Men really were beyond anything I can imagine.
After those few words, we had nothing to say to each other.
Finally, Frederick asked, “How’s the injury on your arm?”
So, it wasn’t just Jonathan who noticed. It caught his attention, too.
“It’s nothing. It’s already bandaged up.”
After a long silence, Frederick asked, “Do you want us to come see you?”
I was surprised. “Are you able to move around freely now?”
I thought they’d be stuck at the Zimmer residence for at least a few days. angry Edward looked, there was no way this would end so easily.
ging by how
Aria sounded slightly annoyed, muttering, “We really have to thank Jonathan this time. He stepped in personally to make sure the Zimmers don’t press charges.”
“Does Mr. Ford Senior even listen to him?” I raised an eyebrow. “Alicia’s face was completely scratched up, you know.”
Aria also found it unbelievable. “I never expected this. I thought my brother and I were done, but Jonathan let us go.”
I said, “Maybe your parents talked to Jonathan After all, they still have projects to work on together. It wouldn’t do to make a big fuss.”
Aria grumbled, “Then why didn’t it seem like a big deal before? They insisted on holding me back. Once Jonathan spoke up, they just let us go.
“Ultimately, the Zimmers still completely bend to the Ford family’s wishes.”
She kept chattering on and on, but my head started spinning. Her words sounded blurry and hard to catch clearly.
I shook my head a little, my voice feeling light and distant. “I’m a bit tired. I’ll rest for a while first. We can talk about everything tomorrow.”
Frederick caught the strain in my voice. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
I shook my head. “It’s nothing serious. I’m probably just tired.”
I coughed once, then said, “I’m at the Ford residence now. Once I’m rested, I’ll contact you to discuss what’s next.”
After saying that, I hung up.
A few steps later, my head suddenly felt dizzy.
I held onto the nearby table immediately, and a sharp pain stabbed through my head.
Just as I was about to call for help, the pain vanished suddenly, replaced by a piercing ringing
in my ears.
I frowned, gripping my head tightly, confused about why it hurt so badly.
My injury was on my arm, not my head.
Even when I was at my lowest and tried to end my life, people said I had slit my wrist. I had a big wound there, too, but after the stitches, it slowly went numb and didn’t hurt so much. Instead, my head ached terribly.
Could the aftereffects of the wound somehow be affecting my brain?
