Chapter 18
They watched a romantic movie together in a crowded movie theater, just like any other couple.
Chet saw several couples holding hands and kissing during the emotional parts of the movie.
So he gathered up his courage and reached out his hand to Marissa.
At the moment their fingertips touched, Marissa instinctively wanted to pull away.
After seeing the love in his eyes, she smiled and let him lead.
They did a lot of things that couples do together, but they never crossed that boundary.
Marissa felt that the things she and Chet did had already happened two
years ago.
She often thinks of the man who used to be by her side, the man who brought her happiness and also caused her pain.
Days passed by, Chet remained in Marissa’s heart, and Uncle Chet’s identity seemed unshaken.
She told herself in her heart that he was not her Uncle Chet, and there was no blood relationship between them.
The more she thought about it, the more unsettled Marissa’s heart became.
The change in identity was something she couldn’t accept in a short period of time.
Chet made her heart race, but the feeling was different from what Jonathan gave her.
In the early morning of Los Angeles, a cold wind was blowing.
It was clearly the beginning of the nightlife, but there weren’t many people on the streets.
In the villa area of downtown Los Angeles, Jonathan was in the bedroom, drinking constantly under the dim light of a table lamp.
He was lying in front of Marissa’s dressing table, with countless bottles of alcohol at his feet.
The whole bedroom was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
For the past half month, Jonathan has been in this state, never once waking up.
The company’s affairs have not been dealt with for a long time, and the senior management already has a strong opinion about him.
His group of friends would come to the villa to see him every day, but he couldn’t listen to a word they said.
Jonathan hung the oil painting above the head of the bed in the bedroom, staring at the figure in it every day, drinking.
“Alas, Jonny drank alcohol every day and didn’t eat properly. If this continues, I’m afraid his health won’t be able to take it!”
A group of people lay at the bedroom door, watching Jonathan inside
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with concem.
They averted their inquisitive gaze and sat down on the sofa. “After the last plan failed. Jonny was so angry that he smashed the venue to pieces.” “I’ve known him for so long. but I’ve never seen him like this
before.”
Jonny has been in the mall for many years. Just because one plan failed, how could he have turned into such a heavy drinker?
Someone argued. “It’s not necessarily because the plan failed. Jonny just likes to drink, isn’t that something everyone knows?”
The person who said this was tapped on the head by someone else and chuckled.
“Are you stupid? No matter how much you like drinking, you can’t treat it as a meal!”
“In my opinion, he was like that because of that Marissa.”
Someone agreed. “I also think that Jonny originally said he would project the video onto the big screen, but in the end, he still didn’t do it.”
If we hadn’t kept asking him, he probably wouldn’t have known that the video had been deleted.
The others nodded in agreement, “Jonny, must have… fallen in love with Marissa.”
The crowd looked at each other for a few moments, then burst into laughter. “This… Jonny really… fell in love with that woman? No way.”
At this moment, someone walked into the villa gate. She stood behind
everyone and said coldly, “Stop talking. Jonathan has fallen in love with Marissa. That day at the venue, he wouldn’t have followed the
plan.”
Christina stood behind the crowd with a look of hatred on her face, her eves also filled with sadness.
As soon as they saw the newcomer, everyone stood up from the sofa and nervously asked. “Ms. Tagina, what wind brought you here?”
Christina chuckled, “What? I can’t come?”
Since Marissa no longer wanted him, why should I care about hist problems?
“Let it go, Jonny was already in a bad mood, don’t make him angry again,” someone said disheartened.
“What do you mean?” Christina suddenly raised her voice. “You guys. still don’t know, do you?
The day after the banquet, Jonathan came to my house and said he wanted to cancel the engagement.
“He said a few words and then ran away. I thought he was coming to apologize to me.”
After my dad told Sir Remington about this, he brought a group of tribal elders here.
“Jonathan insisted on doing it this way, so we had to move house…”
Christina had not finished speaking when everyone ran to the bedroom together.
They unbuttoned Jonathan’s shirt and took a sharp breath.
Although more than ten days had passed, the wounds on his body were still clearly visible.
