Chapter 97

I didn't want to think about it either. Even fragments of those memories flashing through my mind hurt so much. I couldn't even imagine what a nightmare it would be if I regained all my memories. I yanked my hand free from Jonathan's grip. "Let go!" At first, he didn't want to let go. But I was willing to fall just to break free, and only then did Jonathan loosen his hold a little. I staggered a step, barely steadying myself, when Frederick immediately grabbed my arm. "Be careful." At the same time, Jonathan grabbed my other hand. As their gazes met, the air grew sharp and heavy, the tension crackling between them. I had no strength left. Otherwise, I'd have scolded both of them out of frustration, especially Jonathan. After a while, my knees started to weaken. Frederick loosened his grip slightly, and Jonathan took the chance to sweep me up into his arms, holding me horizontally. He glanced back at Frederick, and just as I thought their fight wasn't over, I heard his low voi