Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 287

**Chapter 287: Nowhere to Go**

“I truly missed you,” Ethan’s voice came through the phone, warm yet tinged with a hint of regret.

Dawn pressed her lips together, feeling the weight of his words. “It’s been so many days,” she murmured softly, her heart aching with the distance that stretched between them.

She understood that Ethan was preoccupied with work. He had sent her a text earlier, assuring her that Ethan was doing well, and she didn’t want to burden him further with her worries.

“I’ll finish everything as quickly as I can. Once I’m back, I’ll come and take you away from Jonathan’s place, alright?” His tone was soothing, almost like a gentle lullaby meant to comfort a restless child. “When I return, I promise I’ll bring you home from Jonathan’s. Just take care of yourself in the meantime.”

Dawn couldn’t help but make a small sound of acknowledgment. “I will,” she replied, though her heart was heavy with unspoken thoughts.

She had intended to discuss something significant with him, but just then, another voice broke through their conversation.

“Mr. Jackson, the client is still waiting for you,” a voice chimed in, crisp and formal. It sounded like his secretary, and although she spoke in Atlantean, her quiet tone still reached Dawn.

Ethan sighed, “I’m speaking with my wife. Please tell them to hold on for a moment.”

“Go ahead. You should focus on your work. I’ll hang up now,” she interrupted, cutting him off before he could finish his sentence.

There would be time to ask him about the pressing matters when he returned. He was already occupied overseas; she didn’t want to add to his stress.

After a brief moment of staring blankly at her phone, she tucked it away and stood up, stepping out of the room.

“I’m going out,” she declared, the words slipping from her lips with an unexpected resolve.

The bodyguard froze, his eyes widening in surprise at her sudden declaration.

Dawn paid him no mind as she strode purposefully toward the door.

“Ms. Dawn!” The bodyguard’s voice rose in panic as he rushed after her. “I need to report this to the boss. You can’t just leave on your own!”

She halted, turning to give him a piercing glare. “I’ve been cooped up in this house for days. Do you truly think I’m some kind of prisoner? Do you honestly believe I wouldn’t call the police if I needed to?”

In truth, she had had ample opportunities to do so. Yet, she had refrained, partially out of respect for Ethan’s connection with Jonathan and partly because she was acutely aware of the reality of her situation.

With Jonathan’s status and influence, a call to the police would likely yield no results.

He hadn’t harmed her. Even if he had indeed locked her away, the police would struggle to find any evidence to support her claims.

The bodyguard was left speechless.

“Move,” she commanded, her patience fraying. She pushed past him, her determination unwavering.

Perhaps her expression was too icy; the bodyguards hesitated, not daring to obstruct her path. They quickly summoned two more colleagues to follow her and reported the situation to Jonathan.

Upon reaching the car, Dawn opened the driver’s side door but paused, a fleeting thought crossing her mind.

Instead of getting in the front, she opted for the back seat, a small act of defiance.

“What are you waiting for? Do you want me to drive you around?” she quipped, her tone laced with sarcasm.

The bodyguards exchanged uncertain glances before hastily entering the vehicle.

“Ms. Dawn, where would you like to go?” one of them inquired, his voice cautious.

Where to go?

The call ended, and the bodyguard turned to them. “Mr. Jonathan said you can go out and relax, but he wants you back home before six.”

Dawn felt her heart sink, the weight of Jonathan’s words pressing down on her.

She lowered her gaze, silence enveloping her like a heavy blanket.

Anna, however, was unfazed by Jonathan’s authority.

She scoffed, shaking her head. “Who does he think he is? Just because he says six o’clock, you have to be there? Last I checked, we don’t have kings in this country.”

The bodyguard frowned but chose not to engage in a debate.

Before long, they arrived at the mall.

Jonathan’s words had ignited a spark of rebellion within Dawn, and without a second thought, she grabbed Anna’s hand and marched straight toward the luxury section. “Pick anything you like. Someone’s paying.”

Anna raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile creeping onto her face. She was well aware that it was probably Jonathan footing the bill. “Fantastic! Today, we’re going to bring home half the mall!”

The bodyguard felt a wave of unease wash over him and quickly relayed the situation.

Jonathan’s response was succinct, “Let her.”

They spent the entire afternoon shopping, the trunk of the car overflowing with bags. In the end, the mall had to arrange for home delivery to accommodate their haul.

Exhausted, Anna finally sank into a chair, her expression shifting to serious as she asked the question that had been hanging in the air. “Okay, what really happened?”

Before Dawn could respond, the enormous screen in front of them flickered to life, abruptly shifting to entertainment news.