Jonathan's tone was impatient.
I stood quietly at the doorway, keeping myself hidden.
Alicia immediately lifted her head, curious. "Did you two fight again?"
Jonathan didn't answer her.
Jim frowned, shooting her a displeased look. "Do you care that much about whether they're fighting?"
"That's not what I meant." Alicia quickly lowered her head. "I just think Jonathan is already exhausted, and she's always quarreling with him."
"That's none of your business."
Jim's face went cold as he practically snapped at her. "Mind your own business and stop poking your nose where it doesn't belong."
I stayed at the door.
Something felt off. Jim's feelings for Alicia were definitely different. The situation suddenly got complicated, so I stayed outside, listening closely.
Alicia's tone grew a little bitter. "Why can't I care? Jonathan and I grew up together. Mr. Ford Senior treated me like his own. Why shouldn't I care? I just can't stand it!"
Jim gave her a cold glance. "Everyone knows what’s really on your mind. Alicia, Lean’t convince you, nor can control you, but you better watch yourself
Her face turned pale as she looked at Jonathan with hart eyes. “Janalsın, lookat him! All he does is criticize me!”
He tapped his lingers on the desk, then his eyes licked beyond the office doorway to where stood.
I froze, thinking, he was about to expose me, but instead, he quickly looked away, pretending not to see me. He tumed back to Jim. “Say less about her.
Jim fummwed his brow, clearly annoyed. “Jonathan, why are you letting her get away with this?”
“Am I? Jonathan’s tone was that.
Tim’s frown deepened. “You’re spoiling her too much. One day, it’s going to blow up in your face.“”
“She’s fine,” Jonathan said, a hint of irritation creeping into his voice, as if he didn’t want to hear my name. “I’ll go once Alicia’s okay, ”
I wasn’t sure if he was saying that to me or just out loud. He’d clearly seen me just moments ago, yet he spoke like I wasn’t even there, almost as it he meant to sting me deliberately.
Ishook my head to clear it when Jim’s voice came through from inside again.
“What’s wrong with her?” Jonathan’s fingers suddenly stopped tapping as he looked at Jim
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