No Memory No Mercy novel Chapter 46

I snickered. Funny how I never noticed that about myself. "Screw Jonathan. Fill my glass to the brim."

I ignored Jonathan's icy glare and tipped my chin at Frederick.

Frederick looked my way before glancing between me and Jonathan. Suddenly, he pulled out a wooden box I knew all too well from behind the counter. "Since we're drinking, let's make it worth it."

He peeled off the wrapping and pulled out a pink bottle. It was the very bottle of First Love I had just given to him.

I looked at Frederick in disbelief. Why would he pull that out here?

He suggested, "You gave this to me, but you've never had it yourself. Maybe now is the perfect time for your first taste?"

Before I could even say a word, Jonathan suddenly stood up, and I could feel the tension in the room rising. He had never looked that mad before. His eyes were dark, like a storm was about to hit.

As Frederick went to uncork the bottle, Jonathan grabbed Frederick's wrist in a flash. His grip was so tight that I could see the veins bulging on his arm, his temples. throbbing, and rage blazing in his eyes. 

He fixed his cold gaze on Frederick. “Where did you say you got this bottle? 

Seeing how pissed Jonahtan was, Frederick chuckled like it was nothing. “You didn’t catch that the first time? I don’t mind repeating it for you. This was a gift from Elise. It’s called First Love” 

In that moment, I caught the storm building behind Jonathan’s eyes. If his stare had weight, Frederick would have been ripped to pieces. 

Įshot Fredericka look “It was a gift. You should keep it to yourself. Why are you offering it back to me?” Fredericksighed. “I would be happy to give you a taste, but from the way he is stating, you might be out of luck” Isteadied my breath and tumed to Jonathan, even though I really didn’t want to. 

” 

was meant for him. You need to let go.” 

Jonathan stared at me with a look so cold that it felt like he was trying to burn a hole through my face. “Do you even know what this bottle of wine stands for?” “What else could it mean?” asked, turrowing my brows. “Isn’t it just a bottle of wine?” 

Iyanked Jonathan’s hand away before I stood between him and Frederick “Were you not listening Jonathan? I stay out of your business, so don’t stick your nose in 

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