Chapter 44
The noise around me was loud, but I could still hear the voices coming from over there,
“Jonathan I’m sorry. I just feel so terrible…” Alicia said.
Her face was flushed red as she lay on the bar counter. In front of her was a triangular glass filled with a sky–blue liquid that reflected the rosy color on her cheeks.
Jonathan sat beside her, frowning as he looked at her. Though he wore his usual cold and serious expression, he patiently stayed by her side.
I snorted coldly, pretending not to see, and tumed to leave.
Gabrielle instinctively called out, “Elise..”
The people over there seemed to notice the commotion, and all looked our way.
The moment jonathan saw me, his expression shifted, and he stood up to come over.
“You said you were going to the hospital. Why are you here?” he questioned sharply.
I caught the darkemotion flickering in his eyes let out a bitter laugh but didn’t respond, simply brushing past him to leave.
People around us froze, clearly not expecting me to ignore Jonathan like that.
Gabrielle quickly followed behind me, calling out, “Elise..
Her worried expression made me give her a ceassuring look, signaling that she didn’t need to worry.
Jonathan’s face dadened as he grabbed my wrist tightly. “Why are you here?” he demanded.
frowned and tried to pull away.
“Let go of me!” I snapped.
Since he already caught me, there was no point in lying anymoter
“where I go is none of your business! I’ll go wherever I want! 1 shot back
“Why did you lie to me?” he pressed.
Jonathan glanced at me deeply. I sorted coldly, refusing to respond to Alicia’s attempt to stir trouble.
“Elite, come back with me,” nathan said with a frown.
“Take care ut Alicia and stay out of my business!” I snapped, yanding my hand free and shooting the two of them a scathing look. “And don’t bother questioning why I’m not at the hospital. You lied too. You said you were visiting Alicia’s grandmother, but somehow ended up in a bar.”
My words were blunt, laced with both sarcasm and accusation.
jonathan’s Lace dashed to the extreme. “Whalese are you maling up now?“)
“Am I the one making dings up?” I asked, glancing at the tipsy Alicia, whose cheeks were lushed, “She’s drinking herselt miserable, and you’re better off comdosting her! That’s what bars like this are for, lan’s It? People come to drown the sorrows, and it a man and a woman hit it off, they just end up in bed. Problem solved, right?–
1 knew law Bacaliny words sounded, and i said them on purpose,
Jonathan’s handsome face flushed red, and is eyes bued with suppressed auger “Elise, do y
you even know what you’re Lying?” he growled.
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