Chapter: 1615

Jonathan's voice wavered, his cold facade crumbling.

He wanted to stay composed, but his blood was running cold with fear.

He was terrified of losing her for good, terrified that once she left, she would never return.

Even if she learned the truth one day, it might be too late. She might never trust him again, not after everything.

Bethany had never been one to trust someone easily, and it had taken him more than a decade to earn her trust.