Chapter: 818

"If it were you, would you let the murderer go?"

Aimee fell silent, the weight of his question hanging in the air. No, she wouldn't. She would risk everything for justice.

“Bethany's situation is different from yours. She grew up without a father. Her mother was the sole source of familial love. Thus, the loss carries an even deeper significance," Jayson continued.

“You're right. After you urged me to see it from her perspective, I understand Bethany better now." Aimee frowned. “Jonathan's parents are truly despicable. If it weren't for this, she and Jonathan..."

Jayson glanced at her, a wistful smile playing on his lips. “It's alright. I know she loves Jonathan."

"Jayson..."

"Jonathan has done so much for her. It's only natural for Bethany to love him," Jayson admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "The moment I realized Jonathan was willing to risk his life for Bethany, I knew I had lost. There was no chance for me."

If he were in her place, he would fall for Jonathan too.

Who wouldn't be captivated by such passionate and wholehearted love?

“Given Jonathan's status and standing, it's mind-boggling to think he harbored secret feelings for her for over a decade. Aimee, I truly admire him."

Aimee was stunned when she first learned that Jonathan had feelings for Bethany.

The difference between them seemed vast.

Girls often dream of a powerful CEO falling for them, yet real-life relationships involve bridging numerous divides.

“I should have introduced you two earlier!" Aimee sighed. "Had you ended things with your ex sooner, I would have brought Bethany into your life immediately. Don't blame me!"

Jayson laughed and tousled her hair gently. "It's simply fate; not anyone's fault."

Bethany spent most of the flight asleep.

She opened her eyes just as the plane began its descent.

Looking up, she caught Jonathan's intent gaze.

He was slouched in his seat, supporting his head with one hand. The recent accident had thinned him, sharpening his features even more.

Dressed in a simple white T-shirt, he almost resembled the charming boy from middle school once again.

“Have you been watching me this whole time?"

Noticing the pronounced lines on his wrist, Bethany realized he'd maintained that pose for quite some time.

“Just for a bit." He lied; he had been watching her for a few hours.

Bethany's cheeks warmed. "We're about to land, right? Aimee must be waiting at the airport."