Chapter 145

Jonathan's eyes were as cold as ice. The weight of his presence was so heavy that it was almost suffocating. He stared at me in silence. After a long moment, he finally took a step forward. Then another. Until he was standing right in front of me. My hands felt weightless, and my mind was blank. I didn't even know what came over me just now. I'd saved Frederick purely on instinct, without even thinking about the fact that Jonathan had been there too. Was he angry? But he was fine now, wasn't he? I tried to calm myself. And besides, even if something had happened to Jonathan, it wasn't like I knocked over the champagne tower. It was an accident. Jonathan stopped right in front of me, staring down at me. Frederick had snapped out of it by then. His expression was complicated, and he instinctively stepped between us, blocking Jonathan's view. "What do you want?" He looked at Jonathan like he was ready to protect me, expecting some kind of trouble. But Jonathan didn't say a word.