Jonathan was always like this.
Just when my wounds were starting to heal, he would rip them open again.
I smelled blood and immediately jerked my arm away from him.
A sharp pain shot through the wound, and I quickly hid my left hand behind my
back, gritting my teeth as I red at him.
"Did I say something wrong?
Didn''t you see how he treated me just now?
Why should I rush to take care of him?
He''s got Alicia.
That should be enough!" "You''re his granddaughter-inw," Jonathan said, staring
at me.
"The reason he''s so good to Alicia is because her grandfather was hisrade.
He lost his life on the battlefield saving him." I hadn''t expected that.
"But what does that have to do with me?
"I shot back.
"It''s your grandfather who owes Alicia''s grandfather, not me.
Why should I care about your family''s feelings?
"Jonathan''s expression grew colder, and I saw a flicker of disappointment in his
eyes.
"Elise, you weren''t like this before," he said, looking at me as if I were a stranger.
I couldn''t help butugh.
"What was I like before?
Should I have smiled and endured it even when they stepped on me?
"Well, sorry, but I''m not doing that anymore!" Jonathan paused, clearly struggling
to contain his emotions.
Without another word, he suddenly lifted me over his shoulder.
I was startled, immediately pounding on his back.
"Jonathan, put me down!
Put me down!" However, he ignored me.
Lately, he seemed to be carrying me around more and more, and he was getting
better at it.
He knew exactly how to block me, effortlessly countering my attempts to fight
back.
Then, he swiftly carried me into a room at the far end of the manor''s corridor.
This room was a spacious,
fully-equipped suite, with
distinct decor that perfectly
matched Jonathan''s personality.
He threw me onto therge bed.
As I looked up, I saw our wedding photo by the bedside and realized this must be
our room in the manor.
I quickly climbed off the bed.
"Where are you going?
"Jonathan asked, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Didn''t you hear what I just said?
I don''t want to stay here.
Whether your grandfather lives or dies, it has nothing to do with me!
If you want to be with him, let Alicia stay with him.
Why are you forcing me?
"My anger reached its peak, and I spoke without thinking.
Jonathan''s eyes burned with barely contained emotion as he stepped closer.
"Elise, do you even realize what you''re saying?
"I took a deep breath and met his gaze.
"Let me go.
You know he doesn''t like me, and I can''t go back to trying to please him like
before.
If you want him to be happy in his final days, don''t make me stay here.
I''ll only make things worse for him."
Jonathan''s patience snapped, and
he forcefully pinned me against him,
tightening his grip around my waist.
"You''re my wife, and his granddaughter-inw.
At a time like this, you must stay here." "Why should I?
Why?
"I struggled against him, but in his strength, my efforts were as weak as a cat''s
scratch.
"You don''t have to be in front of him,
you don''t have to show filial piety to
him, but you will cooperate with me."
His tone left no room for
negotiation-it was an order.
I was furious.
Without thinking, I bit into his palm.
The taste of blood filled my mouth.
I looked up at Jonathan, meeting his deep, unreadable gaze.
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