To Love a Shadow To Be the Sun novel Chapter 369

"Please, just stop!" Jason's face was pale, his breathing ragged as he fought to control himself.

"You should go," Victor said to Elara, his voice grim. "I will deal with this."

Elara turned to leave. As she passed Fiona, she leaned in and whispered, her voice a low threat only Fiona could hear, "Just because I signed your ridiculous agreement doesn't mean you own me. Don't mistake my cooperation for weakness. If you ever cross me again, I promise you will regret it for the rest of your life."

With a scornful laugh, she walked away.

"Victor! She threatened me!"

But her husband's voice was cold with disappointment. "Look at what you've done. Using such despicable tactics to ruin a young woman's reputation. You've shamed our entire family. I… I don't even know who you are anymore."

Fiona froze, stunned. Victor, without another word, turned and left.

"Jason," she said, her voice trembling, "your father is abandoning me because of that woman."

Jason's expression was heavy. "Mother, he has overlooked so much over the years, all the women you've driven away. Just because he never said anything doesn't mean he didn't care. I warned you to stop, but you never listen. And now, you've targeted my fiancée. Did you even consider how I would feel?"

"Why are you blaming me too? I'm your mother. Everything I do is for you."

"Thank you for everything you've done for me," Jason said wearily. "But from now on, I want to live my own life."

He took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders before turning and walking away, leaving her alone.

As Elara stepped out of the teahouse, a Lincoln pulled up beside her. She paused for a moment before opening the door and getting in.

Zane's arm was still around her waist as he leaned back against the seat. "Let's just call it a sixth sense."

Fine, don't tell me, she thought. She tried to get off his lap, but he held her firmly in place as the car pulled onto the highway.

"Where are we going?"

He gently squeezed her chin. "It's late. Where else would we go but home?"

Elara was speechless. Zane began to play with her hair, twisting a strand around his finger before letting it go, over and over again.

She frowned, rescued the strand of hair, and grabbed his wrist. "If you pull out a single hair, you're dead," she warned.