Chapter 2
1 knew that I’d been married to Jonathan for five years, but as far as I could remember, this was the first time I was seeing his face up close like this.
I had to admit, there was a reason I had such a cash on him in my youth. Just seeing his face was enough to lift my mood considerably. Despite that cold expression of his, I couldn’t find it in me to despise him.
When he saw me keeping quiet, he frowned and said, “Stop making a scene, Elise.”
As he spoke, he made his way toward the walk–in closet. He didn’t even pause when passing by me and casually picked out a robe.
I turned and looked at him. “Making a scene?”
1 hadn’t said a word since the moment he came back, and he said I was making a scene?
Jonathan looked over at me with a dark gaze and said, “Didn’t you always throw yourself at me whenever I came home? What? Are you changing your tactics now?”
I was a bit surprised. Was I really that bold after we got married? But I kept a calm expression and replied nonchalantly, “Oh, that won’t happen again in the future.”
I had expected Jonathan to be relieved. But instead, his frown deepened, and his gaze on me got increasingly impatient. “I’m really tired because of work lately. I haven’t got the time to deal with your tricks.”
That left me stumped for words.
His gaze grew cold when he failed to get a response from me. He continued, “Don’t try to mess with Alicia again, Elise. She’s done nothing wrong. So, even if you threaten me with your life, it would change absolutely nothing at all.”
I was stunned, and I felt a mix of emotions within me. Bob had told me pretty much everything there was to know about things between Jonathan and me.
The gist of it was that I loved Jonathan, but Jonathan loved Alicia. So I, as the clown in this crowded relationship, kept causing trouble for Alicia, resulting in Jonathan getting really fed up with me.
ntially
The reason behind my suicide attempt was also due to my jealousy of Jonathan’s attentiveness to Alicia. Hence, I secretly caused trouble for Alicia’s company and slandered her artists. But Jonathan had chosen to back her up without the slightest hesitation. This was e telling everyone that I, his lawfully wedded wife, was just his wife in name, and was nothing compared to Alicia.
That was such a huge blow to me that I attempted suicide to win him back,
Clearly, that didn’t work. A man who was alread so annoyed by me wouldn’t feel any pity for me, even after a suicide attempt. He’d only seem as a nuisance,
He lost patience and disappeared into the bathroom after another stretch of silence from me. 1 let out a sigh of relief and flopped down onto the large bed, my mind in chaos. Having lost all memory of the past few years, 1 truly didn’t understand how I had become such a person.
At 18, 1 had always scorned those who lost themselves in love. Yet here I was man. I honestly never thought that I’d end up in such a state.
dying for a
My thoughts were all over the place. I hadn’t even figured out what I was going to do next when I felt the quilt being lifted. A tall, muscular figure lay down beside me.
The sudden heat startled me, and I turned my head, only to meet Jonathan’s deep, dark eyes. Still as cold and indifferent as ever, they now had a touch of suppressed intensity within them.
I stuttered, “1… What… What are you doing?”
Though I’d lost my memory, based on all the information that I had, I’d deduced that my relationship with Jonathan was supposed to be terrible. It was likely that we’d even been sleeping in separate beds. So, why did he just make himself comfortable in my bed like it was completely natural?
Jonathan acted as though he didn’t see my panic. In one swift motion, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his embrace
Without saying a word, he pressed me down on the bed. His calloused fingers moved over me with practiced ease, and an unfamiliar sensation surged through me..
“Jonathan Ford!” I couldn’t hold it back and called out his name. “Stop touching me!”
Chapter 3
