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Chapter 188

Chapter 185 Crushed Bones and Cold Hearts
He lifted his foot and stomped down on Yaron’shand. The fine hand–crafted leather shoe pressed down slightly, eliciting a heart–wrenching scream fromYaron.
“Ah!Myhand, my hand!”
He felt as if several of his finger bones were crushed. Jonathan, however, seemed deaf to his cries, his eyes cold as he twisted his foot, grinding it in further. Yaron was in so much pain he couldn’t even speak.
Sierra snapped back to reality and quickly got up to pull Jonathan away. “Jonathant”
Jonathan looked terrifying in that moment, startling her.
“What?” Jonathan turned to look atSierra, his expressioncalm,asif he had just steppedonanant instead of breaking someone’s fingers.
Yes, that was the feeling. Sterra felt as if theJonathanbefore her was from anotherworld,seeminglydevoid of human emotion. This version of Jonathan frightened her inexplicably.
Suddenly, Sierra blurted out, “Jonathan,I’m hurt!”
The fierce airaroundJonathanvanishedin an instant due toSierra’swords, a flicker of worrycrossinghis eyes, “Areyou
hurt?”
He had checked that Yaron’s knife hadn’t reached Sierra before he actedagainstYaron, but he had been careless.
“Let’s go to the hospital,” Jonathan said, opening the car door.
Despite being heavily hit by Yaron just moments before, the car door showed nosignsof damage,justsome chipped paint, a testament to the car’s resilience.
Jonathan helped Sierra into the passenger seat and quickly started the car. As for Yaron,stilllying on the ground unable to get up, Jonathan didn’t spare him a glance.
Throughout the drive, Jonathan spedalongthe road.
Sierracouldn’t help butglanceathim. His jaw was clenched, lipis pressed tightly together, slightly downturned from the side,signalinghis displeasure. A rare impatienceemanatedfrom him,allbecause of her.
Sierra thought Jonathan was a man of contradictions. Mornentsago, he had regarded Yaron with the indifference one mightshowa pest, his actions utterly merciless.
She even wondered if Jonathan might actually have killed Yaron.Backthen, hewasso detached, but now, the samemanshowed urgency just because she said, I’m hurt.”
Her heart softened,and she spoke up, “Mr. Yeager, I’m not hurt anymore, let’s go home.”
Jonathan clearly didn’t believe her, frowning. “We’ll check at the hospital first.”
Some injuries might not show on the surface but could be internal.
“I know what injuries feel like, trust me, I’m really okay.”
Hearing Sierra’s words, Jonathan felt even more uneasy.
“Really, let’s go home, I want to go home, Sierra insistedagain.
Jonathanglanced at her, assessing her condition. Seeing that she indeed seemed fine, he finally turned the car around and headed home.
As they got out of thecar,Sierra suddenlyasked, “Earlier, were you going to kill him?”
Jonathanpaused, then chuckled, “Why would I? There are cameras everywhere, that would be illegal”
Chapter 185 Crushed Bones and Cold Hearts
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Jonathan knew what Sierra wanted to ask. Hedidn’tanswer but rhythmically tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “What do you want me to say? Or rather, what kind of answer areyouhoping for?”
Sierra looked at Jonathan, not hiding her turmoil. Just now… you felt like a stranger to me!”
He was no longer the Jonathan she knew–so calm, so cold towardsaperson, even so rational. She noted that Jonathanhadpositioned himselfsoonly his backwasvisible to the cameras during the altercation.
It was too calculated. She didn’t know how else to describe it; in thatmoment, she had been scared.
But then, because of her words, Jonathan had immediately reverted to the Jonathan she knew. The dissonance was profound
That’s why she chose to voice her inner thoughts; she could feel that Jonathan cared about her.
Jonathan, who are you really?”
Sierra’s voice was soft as she spoke.
Jonathan remained silent, the gentle facade fading away to reveal his true nature–cold, arrogant, ruthless…
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