Chapter 212
Before Jim could finish his sentence, Jonathan interrupted him. “It’s my fault.”
I glanced at Jonathan and said, “He also warned me in this way when I first regained consciousness. All the friends you have around me warned me like this, telling me not to be ungrateful and push my luck.”
I paused, and my tone became gentler as I asked, “Do you still not think we should get divorced, Jonathan?”
After being discharged from the hospital that day, I didn’t see Jonathan again for a long time. I’d already made my opinion very clear to him, so he should also slowly think things through and let our relationship go. I figured that I might just be receiving a divorce agreement from him very soon.
My life gradually calmed down, and my career was getting back on track, but there was one thing giving me a headache. After recovering my memories, Frederick started looking me up frequently.
“So, you really did lose your memories! I was still a bit skeptical before. Who knew it’d actually be true!” he exclaimed with his usual mischievous smile. “Will you consider me after you get divorced?”
“I still haven’t gotten divorced yet,” I said, correcting him. “I don’t even have a divorce certificate yet. You’re currently a third party making advances on someone in an established relationship, so I advise you to watch yourself.”
I said that to him not because I couldn’t bear to divorce Jonathan, but because I didn’t want to get myself into another relationship so soon after ending one. Besides, although Frederick had never been a third party in a relationship, it was a fact that he’d interfered in the relationship between me and Jonathan before we properly settled things between ourselves. I was very grateful that he saved my life back then, but that was all.
“I’m grateful to you, but I don’t have any feelings for you beyond that,” I stated clearly.
“You didn’t have to put it so harshly, did you?” Frederick asked, looking sad for a moment before quickly becoming a little relieved. “I was just trying my luck anyway. I gave up on you a long time ago, Elise. I just got a little angry when I saw that you weren’t living a good life.”
“I understand.”
I hugged him for a moment before suddenly being overwhelmed by a feeling of nausea and rushing to the side to retch.
Frederick’s expression immediately turned grim. “Does a mere hug from me disgust you so much?”
“N–No, I’m not feeling well…”
Suddenly, as if a thought had occurred to me, I exchanged glances with Frederick. His expression darkened as well. “Don’t tell me you’re…”
I shook my head. “There’s no way.”
I wiped my mouth and closed my eyes, feeling dizzy. It suddenly occurred that the reason I felt enough despair to commit suicide back then was because Jonathan told me he didn’t want any children. He had told me that even if I conceived, I should go for an abortion.
Could the reason I was reacting so strongly be because…
I clenched my fists tightly and forced a smile onto my face. “I’m clocking out of work early.”
“Okay. Go ahead. I’ll let the others know.”
As soon as I walked to the entrance, I saw Jonathan waiting for me there. I had no idea when he’d even arrived.
He immediately stepped forward when he saw me. “Elise.”
“Why are you here again?” I asked with great impatience. “I don’t want to see you anywhere other than in court.”
His appearance, coupled with the fact that I didn’t know whether I was pregnant or not, was making me feel irritable.
Jonathan held out a handful of daisies and asked, “Since you don’t like roses, how about daisies?”
I glared coldly at him. “I don’t like them either. I don’t like anything, as long as it comes from you!”
Jonathan’s eyes reddened slightly, and he was almost begging as he said, “If you don’t like roses or jasmines, I can give you anything – properties, cars, shares – as long as I have it. I don’t have any other options. It doesn’t matter how much we fight. I just don’t want to divorce you.”