Chapter 58

Jonathan looked like he was about to explode, and there was a storm brewing in his eyes. I could even see the veins in his neck bulging like his blood was boiling with rage. I screamed at the top of my lungs, "How dare you hit me?" As far as I could remember, no one had ever hit me. But just now, he actually slapped me across the mouth. It might not have been a slap to the face, but getting smacked in the mouth wasn't much better. I complained, "Who the hell gave you the right to slap my mouth? How dare you?" Jonathan grabbed my chin, his intense eyes locked onto mine. "Take back what you just said." I glared at him. "No way. Why should I take it back? You did it, but you can't handle being called out?" Without warning, he tossed me onto the bed, killing the intimate mood just moments ago. He fixed his cold gaze on me. "How could you say something so outrageous, Elise?" I retorted, "So, it's my fault for calling you out, but not yours for doing it?" I stared at Jonathan through