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Chapter 563 Cracks in Confidence
Chapter 563 Cracks in Confidence
The atmosphere tightened for a moment.
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Anneliese sensed it, yet she had no bandwidth to deal with anything else. Her thoughts were a snarled mess.
She lifted her gaze briefly, only to recoil at the torrent of emotion crowding Jonathan’s dark eyes. Her damp lashes dropped instantly as she forced herself to speak.
“Sorry. I need a moment alone.”
Jonathan’s extended hand twitched, then–true to form–he ignored her her into his arms anyway.
request and
swept
“You-” Her whole body went stiff. She bit down on her lip and shot him a hard look.
Lowering his head, he murmured, “What now? Are you planning to shut me out forever? Try it, Anneliese.”
Impatience and something darker smoldered in his eyes, leaving his intentions unmistakable.
A sinking dread pooled in Anneliese’s stomach, panic spiraling faster than she could catch it.
She angled her face away, refusing to look at him again.
Carrying her out of the dressing room, Jonathan strode to the bed and gently set her down.
His hand wrapped around her ankle. She couldn’t tell if he was burning hot–or if her entire body had turned ice–cold.
The instant his skin touched hers, heat shot through her, a jolt racing up
her leg.
She leaned back, braced on one elbow, and instinctively tried to pull free. His grip tightened, turning from casual to unyielding, keeping her exactly where he wanted her.
Her slight movements sent her hem fluttering, a flash of white catching the light.
Noticing where his attention darted, a faint flush crept across her pale cheeks–an inconvenient bloom of color.
“Let… go.” She averted her face, embarrassed. Her voice was cool but unsteady, and the wobble irritated her.
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Jonathan watched the return of color in her expression–anger mixing with mortification- and something inside him finally loosened.
His thumb brushed along the small ridge of her ankle bone, warming her chilled skin, as he spoke in a slow, resonant voice.
“When we first crossed paths, you threw yourself at me. You poked at me nonstop. Don’t even think about running now.
“Marriage isn’t playacting. You’re bound to me in this lifetime.
“Don’t entertain those thoughts. You won’t survive the consequences.”
Every word landed with weight, his voice rough and final.
His grasp on her ankle felt like an unseen cuff, threatening to lock shut at any second.
Even the soft drag of his fingertips spelled out a warning–unmistakable, unrestrained.
Anneliese clenched her teeth. Her hands curled tight around the bedsheet. Shivers rippled along her legs, goosebumps erupting without her consent.
Anger flared through her as she glared back. “You deceived me into marrying you!”
Her accusation sparked a faint, amused glint in his eyes.
“Yeah, I went through all that trouble to make you my wife. Why would I ever let you go?”
Anneliese was left speechless.
She tugged her skirt closer and kicked again. Jonathan didn’t escalate.
Instead, he slid his palm along her sole, brushing off nonexistent dust from her bare steps, then tucked both her feet under the blanket. Without another word, he stepped away.
She wanted space. He wasn’t going to force her.
The door opened. In the living room, Jessica was still awake, nerves clearly not settled.
It was understandable. Couples freshly reunited after a short split tended to ignite easily.
And Jonathan had rushed back solely for Anneliese. Jessica assumed he wouldn’t emerge again for at least a couple of hours.
She did not expect him to reappear so soon.
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Chapter 563 Cracks in Confidence
His
gaze
drifted toward her, and Jessica rose automatically. “Are you two… alright?”
His mouth pressed into a thin line. Oddly, he struggled to answer.
He put on a hard front before Anneliese, yet his confidence was hanging by a thread.
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Because he knew one thing with painful clarity–compared to the woman who had raised Anneliese for so many years, he would never outweigh her in Anneliese’s heart.
Woof!
The silence cracked with Meatloaf’s low bark.
The golden retriever had sensed the tension too. Irritated at being shut out, he nudged against Jonathan’s legs, tapping him with restless paws.
Jonathan bent to ruffle Meatloaf’s head before saying to Jessica, “Go stay with her.”
Jessica didn’t second–guess it and hurried toward the room–pulse spiking.
Whatever happened inside, the atmosphere left her uneasy.
Jonathan stepped aside to let her pass. As they brushed shoulders, his eyes drifted–unthinking -toward Jessica’s abdomen.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.