---- Chapter 105 No matter what, I wasn't going to starve myself. Isat right down at the table. Jonathan glanced at me and casually wiped something off my mouth. I kept my head down and said nothing. He kept me locked inside and made me eat in the room. Luckily, the master bedroom had everything we needed, but it made sneaking out way harder. Twas eating , but my eyes kept darting around as I frowned . Jonathan asked, "What's wrong?

You don't like it?" After shaking my head, I set down my fork and knife before turning to him. "Nope. When can I go out?" His face immediately darkened. "All you ever think about is leaving. Do you know how rough you look right now?" I took a deep breath before saying, "It's just a headache. Didn't the doctor prescribe me painkillers ? It's not affecting me now. Are you seriously planning to keep me locked in here forever?" Jonathan didn't say a word.

His silence felt like a brewing storm as he exuded a commanding presence. Anyone would struggle to get a few words out with him putting that much pressure on them. But I fought through my nerves and said, "I'm not some ---- trophy you can keep hidden away. Why can't I leave?" He took his time wiping his long, defined fingers with a napkin, then casually tossed it on the table and looked at me. " When did I ever say you couldn't? Didn't you leave the house many times already?

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Have I ever stopped you?" After a pause, he added, "You're not in great shape right now, and we still don't even know what's causing the headaches . Just stay home for now and quit thinking about meeting up with Frederick." How did Jonathan know I wanted to talk to Frederick? Jonathan snickered , like he saw right through me. "I know what you've been up to lately. Even when I'm out of town, I've got ways to keep tabs on you." Furious, I shot to my feet and slammed my hand on the table.

"Did you send someone to follow me? Do you even know what respect means? Have you ever heard of privacy?" He smugly looked at me. The mocking look felt oddly familiar. "Why would there be secrets between us? We're married." Irubbed my temples and took a step back. For some reason, that line sounded pretty familiar. Jonathan calmly continued, "You used to follow me to the office , throwing fits just to tag along on business trips.

You wouldn't leave my side for a second, and you freaked out if any woman came close. "Didn't you used to go on and on about how married couples ---- shouldn't have secrets? What happened to that now?" Thad indeed forgotten everything. Iclenched my fists, feeling surprised I would ever say that. Was I really that lovesick back then? This wasn't about being head over heels. It was more like some kind of emotional disorder from feeling insecure. Otherwise, why was I so clingy to Jonathan?

It just wasn't normal. I furrowed my brows, looking at him with questions. Didn't he think something was off with how I acted back then? But judging by how calm he looked, he didn't seem the least bit surprised. Theld back the urge to ask and remarked with a cold look, " What's in the past is in the past. I'm done playing the doting wife. Got it?" Jonathan didn't respond and fixed his deep gaze on me, but the pressure was suffocating. I lowered my head and kept eating. He didn't bring it up again.