Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 295

**TITLE: Beseeched 295**

It was utterly absurd. The very thought was preposterous.

Before Dawn could gather her thoughts or muster a response, Jonathan’s voice sliced through the air with a directness that left no room for hesitation. “Ethan has returned to the country. Do you wish to see him?”

For a fleeting moment, a flicker of life illuminated Dawn’s otherwise tranquil and vacant gaze. She jerked her head up, her heart racing. “Where is he?”

The question felt futile, almost ridiculous. If Ethan had truly come back, he would certainly be at home, undoubtedly searching for her, yearning to bring her back into his life.

“He’s at Roxanne’s place.”

Those words crashed into Dawn like a bucket of icy water, sending a chill straight through her core.

“No. I don’t believe it,” she protested, shaking her head vehemently, as if by denying it, she could alter the reality of the situation.

“Why would I lie to you?” Jonathan replied, his eyes steely and unyielding, his voice as frigid as ever. “He’s already with Roxanne.”

Dawn opened her mouth, the words caught in her throat. Suddenly, she found no purpose in continuing this conversation. She turned on her heel and retreated to her room, her mind swirling with confusion and disbelief.

Jonathan observed her departure with a detached calmness, as if he were merely stating an undeniable fact. “Regardless of whether you choose to divorce Ethan or not, he will inevitably end up with Roxanne. That’s already been decided. Dawn, it’s time for you to accept that.”

With her heart pounding in her chest, Dawn quickened her pace, instinctively covering her ears with her hands as if to block out the harsh truth.

No!

This was unfathomable!

Why should she accept such a cruel fate?

Roxanne had plotted for far too long. And even if, just even if, Ethan had allowed Roxanne to remain close to him, there had to be a reason behind it. There had to be some form of pressure, some underlying pain that drove him to it.

The night dragged on, a relentless cycle of anxious thoughts and restless tossing. Dawn barely managed to doze off as the first light of dawn broke through the darkness. It was Kate’s cheerful voice that roused her from her troubled slumber.

“Look what I brought! Cake!” Kate exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. And as luck would have it, it was blueberry—Dawn’s husband’s favorite.

“Didn’t I pick the perfect one for you?” Kate beamed, her pride palpable as Dawn’s gaze fell upon the cake.

Dawn mustered a small, weary smile, shaking her head gently. “Actually, I’m not a fan of blueberries. I just eat this flavor often because Ethan likes it.”

Over time, one tends to acclimate to the preferences of their partner.

And somehow, a flavor you once had no attachment to can morph into something that feels oddly comforting.

Kate blinked, the realization dawning on her that Dawn was indeed married. “Why are you staying at your brother’s place? I’ve never even met your husband.”

Dawn hesitated, recalling that she had mentioned Ethan and Jonathan were brothers.

That wasn’t exactly a lie.

With a light smile, she replied, “We had a misunderstanding.”

“But even with a misunderstanding, shouldn’t you return to your parents’ home?” Kate asked, her brow furrowing in confusion.

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