This time, Jonathan heard her clearly. How could he not? He wasn't deaf after all. She'd clearly called him a 'fucking asshole,' and it fueled the anger in his heart. He was already in an exceedingly foul mood after nearly falling into Gracie's trap just now. He'd gone through hell and back just to rush to Scarlett's side, but not only was she unappreciative, she was even cussing him out right now.If it hadn't been for her, he wouldn't have had to rush so much, but she didn't seem to care. He was trying to be nice to her, but she just wasn't accepting his grace at all. Jonathan had always been a proud man; it was natural that he couldn't accept that Scarlett had cursed at him. Besides, he'd never been cussed at by a woman in his entire life, but Scarlett constantly did just that."Are you fucking sick? Do you really think I won't do anything to you just because you're like this right now?" he growled. However, before he could continue his tirade, she'd already slipped back into unco
Seeing Scarlett finally awake made his initially frosty expression warm slightly. He held up the bowl of hot chicken soup that he'd brought and took a sip to test the temperature. The soup was quite good, and since it had been in the open for a while, it was just the right temperature for her to drink comfortably. Now that he was satisfied with it, he picked up a spoon and prepared to spoon-feed Scarlett, but her arm shot out to take the bowl from him. She coldly said, "There's no need for that. I can eat myself."Though the bowl of soup wasn't hot, she was also a patient who'd only just recovered from the effects of the drugs that Gracie had used on her. As such, her hand shook as she held the bowl of soup, making the soup slosh and the spoon rattle noisily as well. Seeing her own weak state irritated her, and she needed an outlet to release all her pent-up anger.She took a sip of the soup and then placed the bowl back on the table as she mildly said, "The soup is too hot for me."
Jonathan struggled to suppress the anger in his heart, but it was proving to be difficult considering how close he was to completely losing control. If Scarlett kept on doing shit like this to provoke him, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't do anything bad to her."Are you done?" he asked coldly.Scarlett simply shook her head, and though she'd almost lost her voice by yelling at him, the fury and pain in her heart hadn't dissipated.The feeling of hopelessness was like a vice around her heart, and she didn't know how much longer she'd have to suffer like this. Perhaps this torture would never end, but she needed to vent her anger."Let me tell you that I will always fight you! I'll never stop fighting you! Everything that I'm doing to you now is nothing compared to what you've done to me! Why are you doing this to me? What did I ever do to you? Have you not had your fun already? Why did you have to promise me to another man? What gives you the right to do something like that t
Seeing her fearful expression improved his mood immeasurably. The more afraid she was of him, the more he wanted to tease her. Though he thought that it was hilarious that she was so scared of him, his expression only became more thunderous as he coldly said, "Do it yourself and hurry up. If you wait for me to do it, I won't be gentle with you."However, despite his words, Jonathan immediately started working on removing her clothes after he'd finished talking. He didn't have the patience to play this game of cat and mouse with her. Scarlett, on the other hand, was terrified and struggled to stop him. She didn't think that he would be so animalistic as to do something like this to a patient in a hospital. Even on good days, Scarlett couldn't win against Jonathan when it came to physical strength. As such, it was unsurprising that she couldn't win against him while recovering from her wounds. It didn't take long before Jonathan completely took off her medical gown. Scarlett couldn't
However, she couldn't find it in herself to be grateful to him when she recalled everything he'd done to her. There were times when he was just too cruel and heartless toward her.She didn't know how to face him, nor did she know what to say to him, making her feel awkward. She really hoped that she would wake up one day and never need to see him again. She really wished she could go back in time to her birthday and take back ever promising him anything. She really wished that she'd never met him because she was at a loss for how to deal with him. Scarlett's vision was getting blurrier, as if she were about to fall asleep. Perhaps it was the after-effects of the drugs from yesterday, but her head was still spinning, and all she wanted was to just go to sleep. Besides, if she was asleep, she wouldn't have to fret about how she was going to deal with Jonathan, and she could finally get away from the chatter of the world.Eventually, Scarlett fell asleep. She only woke up again at mid
She didn't want him to see how scared she was. Her panic was steadily increasing, as she didn't know what he was planning to do to her.Suddenly, Jonathan grabbed her hands and forced them onto his pants. She was close to losing her mind, and her face flushed. Was he insane? How could he do this to her?She knew that her face must be as red as a tomato right now. She was thankful that the room was dark, so Jonathan couldn't see it. She was so embarrassed. Why did he like to torture her like this? If it weren't for the agreement binding the both of them stating that he could do whatever he wanted to her, she would've cussed him out already. As such, she couldn't say no to anything that he made her do within these 100 days.She'd prepared herself for the possibilities of such scenarios, but it didn't help. She didn't know what to do when things like this happened. She also knew how domineering and unreasonable Jonathan was, so she also knew that no amount of protesting could prevent
Jonathan's face was incredibly angry as he spoke. "I did the right thing! He'd always accepted bribes throughout his career; I don't see how my accusations could be fabricated."It was nearly impossible for anyone to blame him for falsely accusing Brian. That jerk had always been underhanded and suffused with greed. If Brian had the guts to provoke him, then he deserved to suffer as well. Jonathan had no qualms about being rude, nor did he have the desire to ever keep his mouth shut.He didn't think he'd done anything wrong; to him, his actions were justified. He just hadn't expected his grandfather to catch wind of the incident so quickly. The Stantons must have played a role in reporting his interference to his grandfather. Otherwise, the old man would never have guessed that he was the one behind this!Besides, for the old man to know that Jonathan had only done all this for the sake of a woman was definitely more information than he could ever have gleaned from any of the news chan
Truth be told, Scarlett didn't know how she was supposed to tell anyone that she was back, nor could she face the people who'd once been her life—her friends who'd once known her and would be able to see how much she'd changed for the worse. She couldn't face Dylan and Macy. Hell, she couldn't even look at Lucas because she knew she had become the most extreme version of herself.Sitting in the cab and watching the city's nightscape through the window, her heart was a bottomless abyss, as if the very essence of her being had been dug out. The five million dollars Jonathan had left her weighed her down even now; it was a burden she couldn't seem to bear. That kind of money wasn't something anyone could part with—it was the largest sum she'd ever gotten her hands on to date. She was certain that she'd never be able to earn it herself in this lifetime, even if she tried. And yet, to Jonathan, it was something he could casually leave on her bedside table without even batting an eye.It was