Chapter 14
Chapter 14
She felt like she was straight-up being embarrassed.
Mandy turned around in anger and hurriedly left the ce that embarrassed her, while Jennie hurriedly
followed.
Rosalie just felt as if she had watched a drama. She saw someone smashing the car as soon as she
got out of the mall, and that car seemed to belong to Mandy.
“What happened? Did she offend someone and get retaliated on?” Rosalie asked.
“Who knows?” Jonathan’s eyes shed slightly as his thin lips parted.
“It’s none of our business anyway.” Rosalie took Jonathan to the bus stop.
Jonathan’s footsteps suddenly stopped. Rosalie turned around to see his pale face with a shocked
expression, looking straight at the bus stop. “What’s wrong?” she asked worriedly.
“N-nothing,” he said. His expression had returned to normal. Just now… It was he who mistook a
woman on the bus as that woman.
That woman who had abandoned her husband and son. She was unlikely
to be here at all.
“Don’t be like me, Jon. Don’t love someone too much, even if you want
to.”
He continued, “Love is nothing but the cheapest thing in this world. When she disdains you, it’s
useless, even if you kneel before her.”
He added, “Maybe one day, when you really love someone, you’ll realize that there is a person in this
world who can control all your emotions, your joy, and sorrows. She can make you feel as though
you’re in heaven, yet she could break you as well. But if possible, I hope you’d never have to go
through that feeling, Jon.”
“Who is that? Who is saying that?” Jon thought.
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“Don’t say anything more, and don’t stay here anymore! It’s so cold… It’s so cold… I don’t want to stay
here anymore… I’d freeze to death… If I stay here any longer!” he thought.
“I’m leaving, Jon. I don’t want to hear your father saying that he loves me but can’t give me the life I
want! I’ve done my best for him and I can’t go on like this.”
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“Who is this now and who is talking?” he thought.
“No… Don’t go…” There was a voice. “Then who’s this now? Oh, right,” he thought. It was he himself
talking. He was begging that woman. If she left, his father would…
Don’t go! Don’t go! He desperately tried to catch her, but he could not, no matter how hard he tried. It
seemed that the surroundings were getting darker and darker. It was as though he was drowning,
feeling so ufortable that it even became difficult to breathe.
He struggled to hold on to something, even if it was just a straw!
Suddenly, it was as if he had caught something warm and a gentle voice sounded in his ear from a
distance. “Jon, Jon, I’m not leaving, I’m not leaving. Don’t be afraid!”
“That voice… It’s Rosie,” he thought. It was Rosalie, who he called Rosie! Jonathan slowly opened his
eyes and a beautiful face came into his sight. Those dark eyes were full of worry, and those pink lips
were parting and closing, as though saying something.
Yes, she was asking him to not be afraid!
Rosalie finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him awaken. “What’s wrong, Jon? Did you have
a nightmare?”
He breathed out a sigh of foul air. How long had it been since he had this dream? He dreamt that the
woman left him and his father mercilessly. He dreamt that his father knew about her leaving, but did not
stop her. There was only a bitter smile on his face.
“Well, yeah, I had a nightmare,” he said in a low voice. It was only then he found that he had been
holding her hand tightly as if he was holding on
to hisst hope.
When he was about to drown in his dream, the warmth made him feel as though it was hisst hope…
Was it her hand?
When did he ever regard others as hisst hope?
He immediately let go of the hand and that warmth in his hand
disappeared. Suddenly, he frowned, and his face turned pale. He slowly curled up and covered his
stomach with his hand.
Seeing this, Rosalie, who was relieved, immediately worried again. “Are you feeling ufortable?”
“It’s nothing,” he said in a low voice that sounded suffocating. “It’s just… A little gastric spasm. I’ll be
fer.”
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Was it because of the nightmare? In the past, he always had gastric spasms due to men tal stress
when he was young. However, he rarely had them in recent years.
She looked at his pale face and pushed away the bangs in front of his forehead, only to see a thinyer
of sweat. His hair was wet because of that.
Rosalie poured a ss of warm water and helped Jonathan sit up.
He barely drank a few sips before pressing his thin lips tightly. His teeth cked asionally as if he
was fighting the pain with all his willpower. She looked at him worriedly, but suddenly stood up and
said. “I’ll go out for a while. Wait for me!” Before going out, she wrapped him up with a quilt for fear that
he would get cold and worsen his stomach pain. Upon the sound of the closing door, the footsteps
outside gradually disappeared.
The room was silent, and he was alone.
With his eyes still closed, he waited for the pain to fade away, not knowing when. It was normal for him
to be alone, wasn’t it?
Just like how he was taken back to the Youngblood residence once his father died, even when there
was a so-called Grandpa and so many housekeepers, it always felt like he was the only one.
The door opened after some time. He heard that familiar and gentle voice panting in the narrow room.
“I’m back from buying medicine, Jon. You won’t feel so painful after taking it.”
He opened his eyes to see her panting. Her hair was messy because of running, and there was worry
in her eyes. She had a delicate face with a small nose and reddish lips. Although he had seen more
beautiful women than her, at this moment, he could not bring himself to shift his gaze away from her.
It was as though there was another person who came into his world.
Rosalie was holding the warm water as she took out two pills ording to the instructions. She
carefully held Jonathan up and fed him the medicine.
Then she took a towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead that was due to pain.
“Close your eyes and sleep for a while if you’re still feeling
ufortable,” she said. “Today you sleep in bed. I’ll sleep on the floor.”
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As she spoke, she held him to lie on the bed.
His hand suddenly grabbed her just as she was about to turn around. “What’s the matter? Does it still
hurt a lot?” she asked worriedly.
He looked at her in a daze. At that moment, he was barely conscious when he pulled her as if he did
not want her to leave him.
“I want… you to stay with me, Rosie,” he finally spoke up after a while.