Chapter 659

Jonathan walked over to Teresa and handed her the card. “Forget something?” he asked.

Teresa felt relieved. She hadn’t noticed when the ID card had dropped to the floor.

“Mr. Link!” Michael popped his head out of the rear window, waving enthusiastically at Jonathan. “Are you gonna give us a ride home?”

Teresa said quickly, “No, he’s…”

But before Teresa could finish her sentence, her keys were taken from her, and Jonathan got straight into the driver’s seat. Teresa was speechless.

“Awesome. You can stay a little longer with me.” Michael, sitting in the back seat, was so happy he could barely stay still.

“Seatbelt,” Jonathan reminded Teresa in the passenger seat.

Teresa snapped back to reality and fastened her seatbelt. “Shouldn’t you be with your fiancée right now?” asked Teresa.

Jonathan remained silent.

Teresa snapped, “Why don’t you speak?”

“You didn’t want me to explain it, do you?” Jonathan teased.

Teresa was left speechless. She thought, ‘Fine. Why did I ask? I’m just asking for trouble.’

Neither of them was willing to yield first. Unsmiling, they stared at each other until Jonathan broke the stalemate. “Where are you going?”

“Rosary Estates,” Michael said sweetly.

“What?” A horn had just drowned out what Michael said. Jonathan turned his head slightly, and Teresa said, “Go to Miriam’s apartment. I’m dropping him off at her cousin’s.”

“Didn’t Miriam go to Gorthany? Is she back already?” asked Jonathan.

“Wait, how’d you know that?” said Teresa in disbelief.

“Edward told me,” said Jonathan calmly.

Teresa didn’t press further. She didn’t know that on that evening, when she’d broken down crying over the steering wheel on her way home, Jonathan had silently followed her the entire way.

Teresa said, “Miriam did go to Gorthany, but she gave me her keys so I could water the plants for her.”

Jonathan couldn’t help but look at Teresa one more time.

Teresa was instantly on the alert. She thought, “Why is he staring at me like that?”

Just then, Jonathan drawled, “Don’t drown the flowers.”

Teresa shot back, “Relax, the flowers are as tough as them.”

Jonathan was left speechless. He thought, “What can I say? I can’t say anything bad about her!”

When they arrived at Miriam’s apartment, Teresa grabbed the car keys and got out. Michael followed, reluctantly saying goodbye to Jonathan.

Michael waved at Jonathan and called out cheerfully, “Bye-bye, Mr. Lime.”

Jonathan’s whole attention centered on Teresa. He waved back at Michael in a careless way, his eyes glued to Teresa, who remained cool and aloof.

Jonathan thought, ‘God, I just want to fuck her in bed and make her beg.’

“Irene, who was that little boy with Mr. Lynn’s ex-wife?” asked Yalena innocently as she was having coffee with Irene.

Irene smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, Yalena. I know what you’re wondering about. That boy is not Jonathan’s son. If he were, I’d never let him get away.”

“Then, if he’s not Mr. Lynn’s son, who is he?” continued Yalena.

“I don’t know whose child he is,” Irene said nonchalantly, taking a sip of her coffee. “Just a little boy who happens to look like Jonathan, that’s all. There’s just so much we don’t know yet, isn’t there?”

“You’re right.” Yalena sipped her coffee, her eyes glinting with suspicion. She thought, ‘I don’t believe a word of it. The moment I walked in, Jonathan held that kid, looking so gentle. There’s no way that child has nothing to do with him.

“You think I’m a fool?

“I can’t get this far if I were a fool.”

Irene gently patted Yalena’s hand and said, “Yalena, are you upset because Jonathan went after Teresa today? Don’t read too much into it, dear. He’s just being a gentleman. He treated everyone equally.”

Yalena sneered inwardly. “Why has Jonathan never treated me like that?

“I’ve come to the hospital to visit his grandfather so many times, but Jonathan has never given me a second look, let alone offered me a ride home.”

Snapping back to herself, Yalena forced a smile and said, “I see, Irene. By the way, do you know where Teresa lives? I want to tell her how much I love Mr. Lynn, and hopefully, she’ll bless us.”

Irene sighed. “You’d better not go looking for her. She’s no pushover, and she may hurt you.

“She acts all high and mighty because she has money, but let’s be real, Teresouth Group could only get to where it is today because of my son. Who does she think she is??”

“I see.” Yalena echoed Irene’s words, though inwardly she sneered, ‘Damn old hag, you didn’t tell me about it.

‘Fine, I’ll find out on my own.

‘One way or another, I’ll become Mrs. Lynn.

Even if I end up divorcing Jonathan, walking away with half his fortune would make it all worth it!

Meanwhile, Jennifer couldn’t stand Donald’s silent treatment any longer. Too distracted to work, she made her way to Donald’s apartment. With colleagues present, Donald couldn’t say much, so he led Jennifer into his office.

Once the door closed, Jennifer couldn’t help but throw her arms around Donald. “Please, you have to believe me. There’s nothing between me and Gary. I’ve already cut him off completely.”

Donald looked at Jennifer’s pale face.

Jennifer’s hands trembled, and her fingernails dug into Donald’s arm. “Donald, please believe me. Are you really going to cut me off just because you think I was involved with Gary? I’m innocent. I’ve always been true to you.”

Chapter 659

Donald let out a weary breath and said, “Are you really not lying to me and hiding anything from me?”

Jennifer shot back without hesitation, “I’m not. What can I do to make you believe me?”

Donald softly rubbed her cheek, and Jennifer couldn’t hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.

“Have you forgotten what you said at our wedding? You said you would cherish and protect me. You can’t treat me like this. You can’t abandon me,” Jennifer sobbed.

Donald pulled Jennifer into his arms. “I’m sorry, honey. I just… Forget it. I believe you. Let everything go.”

Jennifer clung to Donald and said in a trembling voice, “Please don’t leave me. You’re all I have. Without you, I’d have nothing left.”

Donald nodded in agreement, but Jennifer grew more and more tense.

“Mommy, what are you looking at?” Michael said curiously.

In a restaurant, Teresa dragged her gaze away and said, “Nothing.”

She had frequent delusions that someone was following her.

This restaurant should have been safe. By all accounts, it seemed impossible that someone was following her.

If Michael hadn’t been clamoring to eat outside, Teresa wouldn’t have brought him to the restaurant at such times.

Michael said, “Mommy, eat your food. My tummy doesn’t feel good.”

“Okay, let me help you with some soup,” Teresa said gently.

Teresa helped Michael with some soup.

Behind them, a man in a hat and sunglasses slipped out the door and made a call.

Behind them, a man in a trench coat

"Ms. Kelly, Ms. Johnston is dining with a three year old boy who calls her Mommy,” said the man quietly.