Chapter 27

I had to admit that Jonathan truly had the kind of face that could make all men jealous.

He was so good-looking that it almost felt surreal.

After all, he was the man that I had a secret crush on for so long.

Countless women had crushes on him during our college days, but most of them had kept it to themselves.

I heard that only those gorgeous and wealthy women dared to pursue him.

But it seemed like he had only been focused on his studies and work and had never been interested in dating.

Thus, I had no idea how I ended up marrying someone like him.

To be honest, when I first woke up and found out that Jonathan and I were married, it was a small happy surprise.

But his aloofness soon completely stamped out that feeling.

As good or as handsome or as wealthy as he was, he was still nothing more than an emotionally clueless man who could be as cold as an iceberg.

And not only was he clueless, but he also had absolutely no respect for me.

I couldn’t stomach continuing to live like this.

But I was still curious—how did we end up together in the first place?

I hadn’t found a chance to ask him before the black Cullinan pulled into a large estate.

This area was remote, but it didn’t take us too long to get here from the city center.

The moment I stepped out of the car, I felt a strange sense of familiarity.

The Ford Manor held over a century of history, with the sprawling estate having belonged to the family for many generations.

After enduring the passage of time, it had become even more timeless and sophisticated.

Each generation of Ford heirs had put in a lot of effort in maintaining this ancestral home.

Even after all these years, the place didn’t look run down at all, and instead looked classic and resplendent with history and culture.

I shook my head, feeling stunned.

When Jonathan saw this, he asked, “What’s wrong?

Are you feeling unwell?”

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