Chapter122

At that moment, the look of concem in his eyes almost made me believe that he truly cared about me.

However, that illusion only lasted for a second. I quickly pushed the thought away I was just being foolish again.

Jonathan didn’t even care whether I lived or died. How could be possibly care about a wound on my wrist?

I bit down hard on my lip and said nothine

“Where does it hurt? Tell me,” he suddenly demanded.

Before Lcould answer, the faint scent of blood filled the air

He suddenly froze, staring at me wit, which was still wrapped in gauze.

with a scarf. I didn’t think he would see it.

Regret hit me. Ihadn’texpected him to retum tonight, so I hadn’t bothered disguising it wir

“Did you ask Hugh for the first–aid kit because you were injured?”

Inodded, trying to brushit off. “I accidentally buried myself, so I just wrapped it up with some gauze.

Jonathan stared at me in silence. There was doubt inhisgazehe clearly didn’t believe me.

A moment later, hesuddenlyleaned in close to my lips andsaid, “Let me take a look”

instinctively pulled back, raising a defensive barrier “No need. It’s really nothing serious…”

I pushed him away with my other hand, and Jonathan didn’t push further. Instead,he ldssed me gently from behind my ear down to my neck

Revulsionwashed over me in waves. All I wanted was to get away from the overwhelming intimacy that suffocatedme.

Then, suddenly,I felt hisgriploosen on my wrist. He was trying to unwrap my gauze,

“What are youdoing?”

I pushed him away sharplyandstruggled tositup.

Jonathan ignored my resistanceandpinned me back against the headboard. “If it’s just a burn, why would you need so much gaze?” he asked, looking at me

He could tell something was off, but I didn’t want him to find out the truth, so I just tried tobluffmy way out.

He seemed to sense thattoo,and hisexpression darkened further

When he finally saw the blood seeping through the gauze, his expression shifted.

“Elise…” be murmured.

Tbet he had already figured out where the wound came from. There was no other son for such a deep cut, unless it

He always thought was just playing the victim, so he never believed the wound was real.

His expression darkened as he slowly unwrapped the gauze, only to find it soaked through with blood.

When he finally saw the deep gash on my skin, his eyes widened in shock.

is a suicide attempt

Tlooked at himcoldly, swallowing the painasIyankedmyhandaway.“Are you happy nowthatyou’veseenitforyourself?”

Astormraged in his eyes as he asked, “Are youserious? Whogaveyou permission to try to kill yourselt?

Hiswordswere utterly ridiculous.Did he reallythinkmy life belonged to him,thateven taking my own life requiredhispermission?

His anger waslikeaflare trying to bom methrough, but kirmed calm,statingstraightinto hiseyes.“Doyou even care about me stood there and watched me drown!

My words hithimlikeaneedle to the heart.

I saw his eyes nanos ever so slightly. A storm of emotions churned behind them, like he could drown me in thein at any second.

W that mouent, I couldn’t help but wonder what he was feeding.

A bitter smile ragged at the comer of mylips.

out me trying to kill myselt? You just

“When Alicia and I fell into the water,youdidn’thesitatetosaveher. YouknewI couldn’t swim, andstill, you left me there. So tell me what right do you have to

estion me now?”