Chapter 56
There was more yelling behind me, but I didn’t even look back.
After all, I was in no position to fight back as Jonathan’s arm locked around my waist. No matter how loud I yelled, he threw me into the car without hesitation.
I stared at him, eyes bloodshot and burning with rage. “How dare you, Jonathan?”
Before I could continue, Jonatitan slammed the door shut. Then, he got in and leaned over me, pinning me against the seat.
With his towering frame, even the spacious Cullinan felt cramped. He didn’t take his eyes off me as he spoke to the chauffeur. “Drive,”
The chauffeur kept his eyes on the road. With a blank face, he raised the partition, blocking the view between the front and back.
I took a deep breath and shoved Jonathan hard a few times. “Let go of me.”
Realizing my resistance was futile, I calmed down and just stared at him in silence.
He pinned my wrists above my head, his dark eyes locked on mine like a storm ready to break. “This is your last chance. Why were you in his room?”
I fired back, “That has nothing to do with you.”
Jonathan held my jaw firmly, tilting my head up to meet his eyes. “He smashed that bottle of First Love.”
I muttered, “So what?”
His voice suddenly turned raspy as he nipped at the back of my ear. “You’re not mad at him at all.”
I furrowed my brows. “Why should I? I already gave it to him. Even if he gave it to someone else, I wouldn’t say a word.”
Jonathan suddenly bit down harder on my ear. I cried out in pain, tears welling in my eyes. “What are you doing, Jonathan?”
He snapped, “So, do you think it’s fine to give away something I gave you?”
I retorted, “If I’m not mistaken, I’m pretty sure I made that myself.”
I’didn’t remember much, but Gabrille told me Jonathan taught me how to make a lot of those wines. He might have been the teacher, but First Love was still my creation. I had every right to do what I wanted with it.
Jonathan scoffed. “You sure know how to bite the hand that feeds you. I don’t remember ever teaching you that.”
His warm breath brushed against my skin as he spoke. It sent a shiver down my spine, gritting my teeth against the sensation that was too hard to ignore.
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I cocked my head to the side. “Can you keep your distance?”
Jonathan’s eyes darkened as I pulled away. “Seriously? You can’t even handle me being close to you now?
He gently stroked my hair, his voice turning unbearably hoarse. “Ever since you tried to kill yourself, we haven’t gotten intimate. How long are you going to make me wait?”
He leaned in without warning, his husky voice making my skin crawl and every hair stand on end. This was my worst fear come true.
I glared at him. “Scram! If you’re that desperate, go to Alicia. Don’t touch me.”
A cold glint flickered in Jonathan’s eyes. “Watch your mouth.”
I retorted, “Am I wrong? Aren’t you two a perfect match? I heard you both are childhood friends. How
ideal is that?
“Even Mr. Guzman and Mrs. Guzman noticed it. She is the one you care about most. So, why not be with
her?”
Jonathan cut me off coldly. “Enough!”
He was already on the verge of losing it, but I missed the signs and made it worse by raising my voice.
I continued, “What’s wrong? I can’t even speak my mind now, huh? You two are always together and inseparable. I feel like I’m just getting in the way between the two of you. Why don’t you divorce me already?”
He shouted, “Cut it out! I told you to shut up.”
I added, “You picked her over me every single time. Even when I was on the brink of death, you still ran straight to her. Then why bother marrying me? You disgust me, Jonathan.”
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