LOGIN"What are you talking about? What child?" Jonathan stood there in stunned disbelief."Of course you wouldn't know. Back then, you were too busy comforting Natalie, telling me to stop making a scene. I called and begged you to save me, to save our baby. "But you chose Natalie instead. Jonathan, how do you have the nerve to ask for my forgiveness?"Seeing the shock on his face gave me a strange sense of satisfaction."I… I didn't know. I'm sorry, Linda. I really didn't know."But even if he had known, what would it have changed?Deep down, Jonathan had always looked down on me. Even if we had truly had a child together, would he really have told me who he was and taken me back to the Mueller family?Or would things have turned out even worse? Would he have kept pretending to be poor and let me live my whole life as a fool?Looking at his pale face, I spoke each word with absolute clarity. "Jonathan, you destroyed every hope I ever had. You killed our child. You drove my mother t
The moment I saw Jonathan standing in Zach's front yard, I froze.After all, I had never told him my hometown's exact address. At most, I had mentioned the name of the state.The fact that he had managed to find me spoke volumes about how much time and effort he had put into tracking me down.The second he saw me, his eyes lit up. "Linda, I finally found you."He rushed toward me, reaching to pull me into his arms. But before he could, someone stepped in front of him.Zach moved protectively in front of me. "This is my house. You need to leave."A flash of alarm crossed Jonathan's face, his gaze quickly turning into a cold glare. "Who are you? Linda's my girlfriend. What gives you the right to interfere?"I let out a mocking laugh. "Jonathan, there hasn't been an 'us' for a long time."The fact that I was willing to speak to him seemed to encourage him."No, Linda. It's not what you think. I never loved Natalie. Everything I did was for you."Under my scornful gaze, Jonathan
I sat on the beach, staring at the endless blue sea before me. But inside, my heart felt completely empty.Zach Olive came to me and handed me a glass of juice. "What's on your mind?" he asked gently.I turned around and smiled at him as I took the glass. Zach was my friend back when I was little. Back then, my father was still alive, and my family had not yet been crushed by debt.We had a great childhood together, but he went overseas not long afterward. The memories I had of him only stretched to elementary school.On that terrible night, I jumped off the third floor and managed to survive. The bones in my legs were fractured, and I had collapsed by the roadside. Zach was the one who found me and took me away.I had never believed in miracles. But at the darkest moment of my life, heaven seemed to send him to save me.He did not ask what had happened. He could see that I did not want to stay in that city anymore. That place had broken my heart.After I recovered enough to lea
Jonathan seemed to have lost his mind. As if, by refusing to admit it, I would not be the person found in that ward. As if we would still have a chance at a future together if he denied it.Natalie could not believe he was treating her this way because of me. Something deeper than fury flickered in her eyes, but she feigned innocence. "I'm sorry. I won't say that again."The assistant hurried to smooth things over. "Sir, we should wait for the police to conclude investigations. Perhaps Ms. Linda is fine."Jonathan slowly regained a trace of sanity. He let go of Natalie. But deep down, his heart was already telling him the answer he feared most.He clutched his chest, and something painful stabbed through him. Then he fainted.When Jonathan woke up again, he was already back at the Mueller family estate.Philip Mueller, Jonathan's grandfather, let out a cold snort. "You made a fool of yourself for a woman. What a disgrace!"He waved his hand, and the butler handed him a stack of
"What?" Jonathan's eyes turned red, and all the blood rushed straight to his head. He turned and ran like a madman, threw himself into his car, and slammed down on the gas.Natalie was behind him, shouting, "Slow down! Wait for me!"But he did not hear her. At that moment, Natalie barely even existed to him. Only one thought filled his mind.He had to go back. He had to save me from that fire.But then he ran into heavy traffic, and his car slowed to a crawl. Time had never been more torturous. He slammed his steering wheel and opened the door, then he ran out, ignoring the danger.The fire had been put out when he arrived at the hospital. As Jonathan stared at the smoking window, something squeezed his heart. He rushed forward and grabbed one of the staff members at the scene. With a trembling voice, he asked, "Any casualties?"There was fear in his heart. Fear he never realized.The cop investigating the scene raised his head. He thought Jonathan was the patient's relative or
Jonathan had not gone far. He had only taken Natalie to the nearest mall to calm her down. Natalie used his black card and spent as much as she wanted.For some reason, Jonathan's heart felt uneasy, as if something precious had slipped out of his grasp.Natalie was oblivious to this change. She kept holding clothes before her body. "Which one do you think is better, Jonathan?"Jonathan was troubled, and he gave the clothes a cursory glance. He was about to voice his opinion, but Natalie muttered to herself, "I'll just get both. I'll throw them away if I don't wear them. You'll get new ones for me anyway, right?"Though Natalie swore she would be self-sufficient, she kept spending Jonathan's money like it was nothing. He used not to care about that. Jonathan was used to supporting her with his money.But now, waves of frustration swept through his heart for no reason. He nodded half-heartedly, and then he was reminded of the times he spent with me.He never planned to pretend to b







