Chapter 168
Alicia found herself at a loss for words. She turned toward Jonathan with a pitiful expression and
said, “Jon…”
Jonathan’s expression turned grim. Massaging his temples, he said, “Leave.”
Alicia opened her mouth, looking like she wanted to protest. But seeing that he had no intention
of speaking up for her, she had no choice but to leave with Michael.
The office door closed.
I immediately reached for the door knob, but Jonathan beat me to it. He pressed his hand against
the door and locked it behind him.
“What are you doing?”
I swerved around and slapped his shoulder.
Overwhelmed with rage, I screamed hysterically, “Jonathan, you’ve always been on his side all along! Ever since the beginning, you were planning to cover up for him. You don’t believe me, do you?”
I couldn’t even think straight.
Jonathan pulled me into his arms, tightening his grip around me. He sighed after a long while.
“It’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s just…”
He paused.
Seeing I’d regained my composure, he said solemnly, “There really isn’t anything between Alicia and me.”
He seemed to be fed up with repeating the same thing over and over again, but he had no choice.
“Since the start, I have only seen her as a sister,” he said.
I took a deep breath, slowly regaining my composure. I found what he said laughable.
Noticing my silence, Jonathan cupped my face and looked into my eyes.
“You don’t have to target her all the time. She was never your rival.”
He’d never taken so much time to explain something to me before. Maybe his patience was what the 25–year–old me wanted–but he had never been willing to give it. 1
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