Chapter 973


    “Are you ming me, Jonathan?”


    Jonathan jerked back in surprise, shoving Saskia away as panic washed over his face. “Who are you,


    and why are you hugging me?”


    Did they even know each other? Why was she hugging him? Wasn’t she married?


    Saskia’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice quivering. “Jonathan, I know you’re mad at me. Are you


    upset because I didn’te to see you? I’ve missed you so much, but my mom wouldn’t let us be


    together. I truly love you.”


    She was convinced Jonathan was just unting his rtionship with Ophelia to get a rise out of her.


    Jonathan frowned, finding the whole situation absurd. “Shut up. Do you even listen to yourself? You’re


    married. How can you say such things?”


    He nced around nervously, hoping no one would witness this scene and jump to conclusions.


    Saskia was inconsble.


    If it had been the old Jonathan, he would have been unable to resist her tears, but now, Ophelia filled


    his thoughts; Saskia was a stranger to him now.


    How could she be married and yet hold him and dere her love? It was nothing short of infidelity.


    “Jonathan, did Ophelia say something to you? Don’t believe her. She’s just jealous of what we have.”


    “Saskia.” Ophelia emerged from the restroom to find Saskia clinging to Jonathan. Her possessiveness


    red at the sight of someone else coveting what was hers.


    “Jonathan is my fiancé. Please stay away from him!”


    Jonathan’s heart soared as Ophelia affirmed their engagement, a bright smile lighting up his face,


    making Ophelia’s cheeks warm.


    Saskia clenched her teeth. “Ophelia, you know full well Jonathan loves me…”


    “If he loves you so much, why weren’t you there when he needed you most?” Ophelia scoffed. “Don’t


    tell me the Lte family locked you up. You were too busy heating things up with your now-husband.


    Look, Saskia, I don’t want to embarrass you, but if you keep pestering Jonathan, it won’t end well for


    you.”


    Saskia choked on her words as if strangled.


    “Let’s go, Jonathan.”


    Ophelia had no time for this nonsense.


    Jonathan followed, a grin on his face. “Ophelia, you just called me your fiancé.”


    Ophélia rolled her eyes.


    “I knew you liked me.”


    Ophelia mentally sighed. His brain must be fried; how was this even a happy asion?


    Saskia was humiliated and fuming when she spotted Brittany not far away, her face turning pale.


    “What did you see?”


    Brittany had juste to use the restroom and had caught the old mes, Saskia and Jonathan, in a


    compromising moment. She raised an eyebrow. “I saw everything.”


    “Brittany, you better keep quiet, or else…” Saskia gritted her teeth. “Your marriage to Isaac is hanging


    by a thread too, isn’t it?”


    Brittany frowned. Hanging by a thread? ording to whom?


    “Don’t think Isaac cares that much about you. He’s got plenty of other conquests. You’d better watch


    yourself.”


    With that, Saskia stormed off, her dress billowing behind her.


    Brittany, acting all high and mighty? Isaac was no saint either. What right did she have to mock her?


    Saskia returned to the wedding reception, ying the gracious hostess alongside her new husband.


    Brittany returned to her seat, and Isaac poured her a cup of water. “What kept you?”


    “Just caught a little drama,” Brittany chuckled softly. “Jonathan seems different.”


    “He’s forgotten his past, and Mrs. Metzger arranged his engagement to Ophelia,” Isaac said, already


    privy to the gossip.


    “No wonder.”


    Jonathan had been head over heels for Saskia, and now he was all over Ophelia. It seemed unfair to


    Ophelia.


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    “The marriage between the Joyner and Metzger families had been settled long ago. Even without his


    amnesia, he would have ended up with Ophelia, and she doesn’t seem to mind.”


    Ophelia was more concerned about the benefits the union would bring the families.


    As for love… Ophelia wasn’t one to act on a whim or be blinded by romance. To her, marriage was a


    bargaining chip.


    But Isaac had a feeling Ophelia might eventually fall hard.


    After all, Jonathan was a hopeless romantic at heart. Winning Ophelia over was only a matter of time.


    Brittany never imagined that Isaac’s socialwork was so extensive; she couldn’t help but feel a tinge


    of awe.