No Memory No Mercy novel Chapter 105

No matter what, I wasn't going to starve myself.

I sat right down at the table. Jonathan glanced at me and casually wiped something off my mouth. I kept my head down and said nothing.

He kept me locked inside and made me eat in the room. Luckily, the master bedroom had everything we needed, but it made sneaking out way harder.

I was eating, but my eyes kept darting around as I frowned.

Jonathan asked, "What's wrong? You don't like it?"

After shaking my head, I set down my fork and knife before turning to him. "Nope. When can I go out?"

His face immediately darkened. "All you ever think about is leaving. Do you know how rough you look right now?"

I took a deep breath before saying, "It's just a headache. Didn't the doctor prescribe me painkillers? It's not affecting me now. Are you seriously planning to keep me locked in here forever?"

Jonathan didn't say a word. His silence felt like a brewing storm as he exuded a commanding presence. Anyone would struggle to get a few words

 out with him much pressure on them. 

kan 1 fought through my nerves and said, “I’m not some trophy you can keep hidden away, why can leave? 

He took his time wiping his long defined ringers with a napkin, then casually tossed it on the table and looked at me. “When did I ever say you couldn’t? Didn’t you leave the house many times already? Have ever stopped you?” 

¡Atera pause, he added. “You’re not in great shape right now, and we still don’t even know what’s causing the headaches, just stay home for now and quit thinking about meeting up with Frederick” 

This wasn’t about being head over heels. It was more like some kind of emotional disorder from feeling insecure 

Otherwise, why was I so clingy to Jonathan? It just wasn’t normal. 

i furrowed my brows looking at him with questions Didn’t he think something was off with how I acted backthen? 

But judging by how calm be looked, he didn’t seem the least bit surprised 

I held back the urge to ask and remarked with a cold look, “What’s in the past is in the past. I’m done playing the doting wite Got it? 

Jonathum didn’t despond and foxed his deep gaze on me, but the pressure was suffocating 1 lowered my head and kept eating. He didn’t bring it up again.