Chapter 183
If Jonathan had stayed any longer, I couldn’t be sure that he wouldn’t strangle me.
I shook my head and tried to push him out of my mind. Yet, I couldn’t help but think about the lonely curve of his back as he left.
Was I mistaken?
Could a man like Jonathan express such emotions? [2
I let out a self–deprecating chuckle. What was I thinking? I shouldn’t be making things up!
He was just upset because I was close to Frederick.
If I kept thinking this way, I would only end up hurt again.
After Jonathan’s departure, he didn’t come looking for me for a long while.
He never approached me directly before, but he’d at least watch me from afar. I would often spot him lingering outside my office.
I’d sometimes also learn about how he was doing through Alicia, who constantly showed up to pick a fight.
But this time, it was as if he had completely vanished from my life.
He hadn’t brought up whether he wanted a divorce or not. It felt like we were caught in a silent standoff.
I knew he was mad that I said Frederick was special to me. But, so what?
What made me special to Jonathan was gone the moment Alicia stepped into the picture.
All I did was give him a taste of what I had gone through.
But I doubted Jonathan would feel anything. I was, at most, turning him away a few times. Based on my feelings for him before I lost my memory and his indifference toward me, he was simply not used to my aversion toward him. This was far from enough to hurt him.
I thought that would be the end of it. Even though Jonathan didn’t want me to quit, I had already started my business. As far as I was concerned, our professional ties should’ve ended.
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