Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 282

**TITLE: Beseeched 282**
**CONTENT: Chapter 282 Sunny Is Here**

Ethan’s gaze flickered, a subtle shift that hinted at his unease. He couldn’t shake the feeling that whatever Lucas was after lay concealed within this drive. The weight of anticipation settled heavily on his shoulders, gnawing at him with an unsettling urgency.

“Boss,” Tony’s voice broke through the tension, pulling Ethan from his spiraling thoughts.

“Boss,” Tony called again, his tone brisk, “everything’s ready. The driver is en route.”

With a decisive snap, Ethan closed the lid in his hand, the sound echoing in the quiet room.

“We’re heading to the airport,” he declared, his voice steady despite the turmoil brewing inside him.

As Ethan stepped out, the door clicked shut behind him, leaving Dawn in a familiar silence. After spending what felt like an eternity in Seabrook, she found herself devoid of fear regarding Jonathan. At least he hadn’t lost his temper during her stay, which was a small blessing in an otherwise tumultuous situation.

The sun hung high in the afternoon sky when Jonathan returned to the villa, the air thick with an unspoken tension.

Dawn sat cross-legged on the couch, her eyes glued to the television screen, but the images flickered past her without registering. She was lost in a sea of her own thoughts, a swirl of emotions that she couldn’t quite articulate.

Jonathan barely paused, casting her a fleeting glance before he ascended the staircase, his presence a mere shadow in the back of her mind.

When he reemerged, freshly showered and dressed, he exuded a sense of purpose that made her heart race. The moment felt charged, electric, and she felt compelled to break the silence that hung between them like a heavy fog.

“Wait,” she called out, her voice tinged with hesitation.

Dawn hurriedly slipped on her shoes, a blush creeping to her cheeks as she fumbled with her words. “Hmm, can I have someone bring my dog here?”

For a brief moment, Jonathan frowned, confusion etching his features. Then realization dawned on him; Ethan had left his phone with her.

He took a step closer, and instinctively, Dawn took a step back, the distance between them a chasm filled with unspoken words.

Neither spoke; the silence was familiar, a protective barrier they both instinctively maintained.

Jonathan’s expression hardened, freezing in place for a heartbeat before he turned and walked out the door, leaving Dawn to watch him go with a heavy heart.

Her lips pressed together in a thin line as she contemplated his retreat. His silence felt like a rejection, a reminder of the walls he had built around them. After all, why would a man who had effectively imprisoned her allow her the comfort of a pet?

But the following morning, a sound broke through the stillness—a familiar bark echoed from downstairs.

Dawn sat up, momentarily convinced she was dreaming. She blinked, her heart racing as the realization hit her. It was Sunny. Sunny was truly here.

In a flurry of excitement, she dressed in mere seconds and dashed down the stairs. “Sunny!” she shouted, her voice filled with joy.

Sunny barked twice, wriggling free from the grip of the bodyguard, and bounded towards her. The sheer size of the dog was overwhelming; he leaped so high that he nearly met her gaze. The force of his affection knocked her back a couple of steps. Dawn caught his front paws, laughing as she playfully scolded him, “I know you missed me, but do you even realize how heavy you are?”

“Woof! Woof!” Sunny responded, his tail wagging furiously.

You can’t possibly hate me, right? she thought, her heart swelling with affection.

The bodyguard, observing the transformation in her mood, hesitated before speaking up. “Ms. Dawn, Mr. Jonathan had us bring this dog over early this morning. He really cares about you,” he said, trying to bridge the gap between them.

Dawn shot a glance at him but chose silence, her thoughts a jumble of confusion and warmth.

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