Chapter 122
At that moment, the look of concem in his eyes almost made me believe that he truly cared about me.
However, that illusion only lasted for a second. I quickly pushed the thought away I was just being foolish again.
Jonathan didn’t even care whether I lived or died. How could be possibly care about a wound on my wrist?
I bit down hard on my lip and said nothine
“Where does it hurt? Tell me,” he suddenly demanded.
Before Lcould answer, the faint scent of blood filled the air
He suddenly froze, staring at me wit, which was still wrapped in gauze.
with a scarf. I didn’t think he would see it.
Regret hit me. I hadn’t expected him to retum tonight, so I hadn’t bothered disguising it wir
“Did you ask Hugh for the first–aid kit because you were injured?”
I nodded, trying to brushit off. “I accidentally buried myself, so I just wrapped it up with some gauze.
Jonathan stared at me in silence. There was doubt in his gaze he clearly didn’t believe me.
A moment later, he suddenly leaned in close to my lips and said, “Let me take a look”
instinctively pulled back, raising a defensive barrier “No need. It’s really nothing serious…”
I pushed him away with my other hand, and Jonathan didn’t push further. Instead, he ldssed me gently from behind my ear down to my neck
Revulsion washed over me in waves. All I wanted was to get away from the overwhelming intimacy that suffocated me.
Then, suddenly, I felt his grip loosen on my wrist. He was trying to unwrap my gauze,
“What are you doing?”
I pushed him away sharply and struggled to sit up.
Jonathan ignored my resistance and pinned me back against the headboard. “If it’s just a burn, why would you need so much gaze?” he asked, looking at me
He could tell something was off, but I didn’t want him to find out the truth, so I just tried to bluff my way out.
He seemed to sense that too, and hisexpression darkened further
When he finally saw the blood seeping through the gauze, his expression shifted.
“Elise…” be murmured.
Tbet he had already figured out where the wound came from. There was no other son for such a deep cut, unless it
He always thought was just playing the victim, so he never believed the wound was real.
His expression darkened as he slowly unwrapped the gauze, only to find it soaked through with blood.
When he finally saw the deep gash on my skin, his eyes widened in shock.
is a suicide attempt
Tlooked at himcoldly, swallowing the pain as I yanked my hand away. “Are you happy now that you’ve seen it for yourself?”
Astormraged in his eyes as he asked, “Are you serious? Who gave you permission to try to kill yourselt?
His words were utterly ridiculous. Did he really think my life belonged to him, that even taking my own life required his permission?
His anger was like a flare trying to bom me through, but kirmed calm, stating straight into his eyes. “Do you even care about me stood there and watched me drown!
My words hit him like a needle to the heart.
I saw his eyes nanos ever so slightly. A storm of emotions churned behind them, like he could drown me in thein at any second.
W that mouent, I couldn’t help but wonder what he was feeding.
A bitter smile ragged at the comer of my lips.
out me trying to kill myselt? You just
“When Alicia and I fell into the water, you didn’t hesitate to save her. You knew I couldn’t swim, and still, you left me there. So tell me what right do you have to
estion me now?”
