No Memory No Mercy novel Chapter 107

I looked Jonathan straight in the eye. I had never felt so clear-headed in my life. "They were right. I had no dignity and no self-respect. I threw away my pride for you and followed you around like a lost cause. I just circled you like my world depended on it."

I laughed at myself. "Who wouldn't be put off by someone like that? I can't stand myself either, so I get why you can't.

"You don't need to feel guilty about divorcing me, Jonathan. Love is never about being fair anyway. Plus, people are way more accepting these days. If a marriage isn't happy, splitting up is totally normal."

I hadn't even finished talking when Jonathan grabbed my face, squeezing so hard it felt like he was trying to crush me. He looked at me coldly. "I'm pretty sure I already warned you. Don't bring up divorce again."

I shut my mouth, feeling a little helpless. For a second, I realized there was no getting through to him.

No matter how many times I tried to explain, he always thought I was just trying to

 get attention. It never even crossed his mind that I was serious about divorce. 

Did it really have to come down to that? 

1 elenched my fists tightly. If I had to bum everything down to leave Jonathan, then me would both burn 

I couldn’t keep staying by his side like a shadow 1 was done being a puppet who never got to make her own choices. Even when tried to speak up, they just sawit as me throwing a tantrum 

I shut my eyes, and I was done talking to him. He didn’t say a word, and neither did t. That was just the spoken rule between 

the want going to talk to me, I same wasn’t going to talk to him. We just gave each other the cold shoulder. 

Jonathan made sure wasn’t trying to  headaches were checked daily, but the topic of going out never came up. I just grew quir inter with each passing day. 

I lay on the couch, tuming my back to him the whole time. He came up from behind and collied me over to face him, looking me in the eye, “If the doctor says you’re Line tomorrow, you can leave the house” 

I finally looked at him, but I still kept my arms crossed tightly over my chest, keping my guard up 

Jonathan stared at me in silence. After a long pause, he added, “I wasn’t trying to keep you locked up. The painkillers just weren’t ready yet.” 

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