Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 336

"Are we eating here or going back?"

That was Jonathan's way—always assertive.

He never asked if you wanted something.

Just where you wanted it.

Dawn stared at the cake and pressed her lips together. "Kinda gross. I don't want it."

Jonathan didn't push. His expression remained unreadable. "Let's head back then. It's getting windy."

He could tell she was about to refuse.

So he cut her off and said in a low voice, "There's an event tomorrow. You can come with me."

The words Dawn was about to say got stuck.

She realized it much later. She'd been living with Jonathan for so long, constantly battling him in her head. Surprisingly, going with him to this random event—totally outside their business—was the best decision.

It was a physics academic conference. Jonathan's company worked in that field, so he was invited.

There was no need to dress extravagantly for this event, and the attendees carried less of the business world's money-driven vibe.

Dawn wore a suit with a subtle design around the waist that highlighted her figure.

When she walked in next to Jonathan, a lot of people greeted them.

She said lightly, "I didn't realize you were a big shot in the academic world too, Mr. Curran."

Oh, and not just that.

He was also skilled in photography.

When she married Ethan, this guy almost became their wedding photographer.

Jonathan had one hand in his suit pants pocket. To match the woman beside him, he didn't take huge steps.

He turned his head slightly.

His voice was low. "Most of the people here have made contributions to society. If there's anyone you'd like to meet, I can introduce you."

"Why would I want to meet them?"

"More connections, more opportunities."

"Oh."

The world of physics. She couldn't see what opportunities it held for her.

Learn something, then go commit a crime with it?

She didn't reply. She noticed they were standing a bit too close, so she quietly moved half a step away.

Jonathan noticed that small move. His eyes dimmed.

The sign-in area was crowded but orderly, everyone carrying the strong academic vibe.

"Mr. Curran."

Someone greeted them with a smile.

Dawn lifted her gaze, surprised.

The man's sideburns were already gray. He looked classy and well-mannered, but he was clearly not in Jonathan's age group. But he called Jonathan "Mr. Curran"?

Jonathan smiled and reached out his hand first.

"Professor Kerrigan."

Jonathan ... making conversation?

No way.

Him?

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