No Memory No Mercy novel Chapter 2

I knew that I'd been married to Jonathan for five years, but as far as I could remember, this was the first time I was seeing his face up close like this.

I had to admit, there was a reason I had such a crush on him in my youth. Just seeing his face was enough to lift my mood considerably. Despite that cold expression of his, I couldn't find it in me to despise him.

When he saw me keeping quiet, he frowned and said, "Stop making a scene, Elise."

As he spoke, he made his way toward the walk-in closet. He didn't even pause when passing by me and casually picked out a robe.

I turned and looked at him. "Making a scene?"

I hadn't said a word since the moment he came back, and he said I was making a scene?

Jonathan looked over at me with a dark gaze and said, "Didn't you always throw yourself at me whenever I came home? What? Are you changing your tactics now?"

I was a bit surprised. Was I really that bold after we got married? But I kept a calm expression and replied nonchalantly, "Oh, that won't happen again in the future."

I had expected Jonathan to be relieved. But instead, his frown deepened, and his gaze on me got increasingly impatient. "I'm really tired because of work lately. I haven't got the time to deal with your tricks."

That left me stumped for words.

His gaze grew cold when he failed to get a response from me. He continued, "Don't try to mess with Alicia again, Elise. She's done nothing wrong. So, even if you threaten me with your life, it would change absolutely nothing at all."

I was stunned, and I felt a mix of emotions within me. Bob had told me pretty much everything there was to know about things between Jonathan and me.

The gist of it was that I loved Jonathan, but Jonathan loved Alicia. So I, as the clown in this crowded relationship, kept causing trouble for Alicia, resulting in Jonathan getting really fed up with me.