Chapter 31
Jonathan just grinned. “Even when I’m making hundreds of thousands a year, I’m always trying to keep up with your shopping sprees”
Teresa’s brows furrowed as she handed the bag back to Jonathan, her voice firm. “I don’t roll that way she stated. Despite her appreciation for the finer things, she had her limits Tve had plenty today. I can’t accept this.”
Jonathan brushed off her words with a casual flick of his hand. The bag’s no big deal.
After a moment of silence, Teresa spoke with a quiet resolve. “Jonathan, we’re history, Let’s keep it that way.”
The air grew thick with unspoken words.
dutch it,” be bit out, winding up the car window and revving the engine. He shot
Jonathan’s frown cut deeper. “If you don’t want it, just dich
her one last, icy look before driving off.
Let standing there, Teresa frowned in confusion. “What’s eating at my ex today?” she muttered to herself.
Teresa walked into the house to see her son, his irritation evident. She shot him an apologetic smile, but he just squinted back at her, not buying it.
“Hey, I’m really sorry I’m late, Teresa said, trying to sound cheerful. There’s ravioli in the fridge. I can heat them up real quick for you
Michael wasn’t lening it go that easily. He huffed and folded his arms, his voice accusatory I uw that black car. Again.”
Teresa felt her face flush as her son’s unwavering gaze made her feel like she was under a spotlight. “Look, I’ve told you, it was just dinner with my boss. It’s not what you think,” she insisted, her voice strained.
Michael’s skepticism was palpable as he blew out his cheeks. “You’re not spreading the love around, are you?” he asked, clearly not convinced by her story.
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