Chapter 57

I was being a handful the entire trip. Jonathan didn't get a break at all. The car pulled up at the Ford residence. After getting out of it, he opened the door and picked me up without a word, walking onward with a cold look. "Let go. Put me down." I kicked my legs like crazy, but he stayed stone-cold and unbothered. Hugh and the housekeepers came up to greet us, but when they noticed Jonathan's icy demeanor, they backed away without saying a word. I scratched at his face wildly, but he just tilted his head and avoided it. My nails caught his neck, leaving a sharp red mark. I had been struggling as he carried me, feeling worn out. But I still refused to give in. Jonathan walked into the bedroom without sparing me a glance. "Let's see how long you can keep this up." With a loud bang, the door slammed shut, and he tossed me straight onto the bed. I glared at him in fury and started to get up, but he pushed me right back down by the shoulders. I shouted, "What do you want, Jonatha