Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 328

Ethan's dark eyes were unreadable, deep as the ocean—dangerous, like hidden rocks beneath the waves that pulled her in and refused to let go.

"This is my company," he said quietly. "Of course I can stop by."

"Oh."

"And you?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"

The question caught Dawn off guard.

In his eyes, she was probably someone Linda had fired—someone who shouldn't be here at all.

Or maybe he thought she was supposed to stay locked away under Jonathan's watch.

"I ... came to work," she said at last.

The conversation felt strange, awkward—but somehow inevitable. She didn't even know how to bring up what had happened the night before.

She clenched her palm hard and said hoarsely, "I saw the news."

"Yes."

Ethan's tone was calm, low, indifferent. He didn't explain.

Dawn lifted her eyes to meet his. It took everything in her to ask, "Aren't you ... going to explain anything?"

"Explain what?" Ethan's handsome face stayed expressionless as he looked at her. "You saw the truth."

You saw the truth.

For a moment, Dawn thought she'd misheard. Even after a while, her mind couldn't catch up.

Her lips trembled. "I ... I know Roxanne threatened you, but it's fine. You just had to tell me, and I ... "

"She didn't threaten me."

Ethan cut her off.

He frowned, then checked his watch, impatient. "Dawn, people change. We've been apart for so long. I need someone beside me."

He gave a faint smirk. "And besides ... don't you already have Jonathan?"

Slap!

Dawn's hand moved before she even realized it. The sound cracked sharply through the air.

"Ethan, are you out of your mind?" she shouted, her eyes burning red.

Tears welled up, but she refused to let them fall. "I thought if I waited long enough, you'd fix everything and come for me. So this is it? They win?"

Ethan's hand tightened inside his pocket. His expression was cold and hard to read.

"What are you talking about?" he said with a humorless laugh. "Dawn, did you really think I'd go against the entire Stonewarden Group for you?"

Dawn stared at him for a long time, then gave a small, broken laugh and shook her head. She said nothing more and turned to leave.

"Don't play dumb. You two wanted to break me and Ethan apart, right?"

Her voice dropped colder and sharper. "Well, you've succeeded. Now what's your next move?"

Jonathan looked at her with that same unreadable calm, silent for a long moment before saying, "That's not something you need to worry about."

"Oh, really? Then who should worry about it?"

Her fury boiled over. She swept his papers and books off the desk, scattering them across the floor. "You're the one who took away my freedom! You're the one who set up this trap so Ethan and I couldn't even see each other! And now you tell me it's none of my business?

"What is my business then?" she shouted. "Answer me!"

Her voice echoed through the room, sharp and trembling.

Then—silence.

The only sound was Dawn's ragged breathing as she glared at Jonathan, her eyes red and wild.

But Jonathan didn't flinch. He crouched down slowly, picking up the papers one by one, as calm as ever.

Seconds ticked by. The air grew heavy, suffocating.

Finally, Jonathan's voice broke the silence, low and steady.

"You don't need to do anything," he said. "Eat well. Sleep well. Take care of yourself. That's what matters most. Do I really need to teach you that?"