Alice wanted to laugh at the sight of the woman, who was looking at her with utter disdain. It was as though the woman was a winner, who relished watching the loser suffer.
She merely glanced at the woman. Her mind at the moment was racing in annoyance. She had never been humiliated like this before!
Even Jacob was polite to her. He had never embarrassed her like Jonathan did.
"Oh, really? Just stay here," Jonathan said as he pushed the well-dressed woman beside him away.
The woman grumbled something coquettishly. Meanwhile, Alice cast a cold look at the woman and thought that Jonathan indeed had a bad taste on women.
"Don't you dare go too far," Alice warned, her eyes full of contempt for Jonathan and the woman.
Jonathan looked back with the same cold intensity as her.
"Alice, where have I gone too far? Both of us know what we're doing. Why? Do you still think that you're the same little princess you were? Stop it."
Jonathan smiled slyly, an undisguised contempt apparent in his eyes. Alice might be vicious, but she still could not help but be frightened by the look in his eyes. When did Jonathan think she was such a woman?
Perhaps she had always been like that in his eyes, but she just did not notice it? That idea almost made Alice collapse. Subconsciously, she dug her fingernails into her palms.
She pursed her lips in disgust. Only then did she realize that Jonathan was a downright asshole.
"Fine. I'll go," Alice said with her jaw clenched. If only she knew earlier, she would not have suffered like this.
Not only that, but she would not have come in the first place.
Although Alice was cursing herself in her heart, she remained calm and composed on the outside.
Jonathan hated it whenever she behaved like this. She had always pretended to be strong, but in fact, her heart was already surging.
"Didn't you hear me? I told you to stay since you're already here." Jonathan could not stand up straight, and he looked rather repulsive.
Moreover, his tone was full of contempt, as if he were throwing a fit.
In his eyes, Alice was only a tool. 'If it were not for the fact that she had something to do with Jacob, would I still date her?
No, I would not.'
Alice was stunned by his words. His tone made her feel uncomfortable and tense. Meanwhile, the woman, who was sitting next to Jonathan, sneered. It seemed that she was making fun of Alice.
Meanwhile, Alice's eyes were fixated at Jonathan. Little did he know, her blood was boiling with anger. Her face was flustered in displeasure, and her hands were clenched into fists.
'Is this what people mean when they say one should bow down when under someone's roof?' Alice sneered at the thought of it.
"Jonathan, do you want the whole world to revolve around you for you to be happy?" she asked calmly. Although she was furious, she could still think reasonably.
"What did you say?" Jonathan walked over to her. Then, with his thumb and index finger, he lifted her chin and added, "I'm the one who should ask that question."
As she felt the stabbing pain from her chin, Alice felt desperate to get out of his grasp. 'Is this the price I have to pay to revenge on Jacob?'
She had been adamant to marry a man who did not love her and made her stomach sick. It took every ounce of her willpower just to stand in front of him.
'Could Jonathan say something that would make me break down?' At the thought of it, Alice's mouth twitched and curled into a smile.
Jonathan was taken aback by her response. Almost immediately, he understood what he was doing. With that, he let go of her chin at once.
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