Refusing to Remarry: Mr. Hawthorne, You Are Out-Chapter 123: Loving Him Deeply and Passionately
In a flash, countless images flickered before Raine Sinclair’s eyes.
There were moments from when they first met, from their wedding night, and from their divorce...
He was elegant and noble, he was cold and distant.
She had seen everything about him, except for this overbearing and unreasonable side.
Is this... still the man she remembered as so indifferent?
For three years, no matter what she did, he remained aloof, but now... what has happened?
When she loved him deeply, he was indifferent, even thinking of how to escape.
When she was finally battered and learned to let go, he desperately held onto her, not allowing her to stop loving...
Jonas Hawthorne, what do you want me to do?
Raine Sinclair tightly closed her eyes.
Crystal-clear tears suddenly slid from the corners of her eyes, getting caught between her lips.
The faint taste of salt, slightly bitter.
Just like these fleeting three years...
Now, she would never waste another three years.
Her heart gradually sank.
Raine Sinclair raised her delicate hand, aiming at the side of the man’s face, and suddenly struck!
"Slap!"
The crisp sound slowly spread through the air.
All of Jonas Hawthorne’s predatory actions stopped in this instant.
His face tilted to one side, and the world seemed to quiet down at this moment...
The wind had stopped at some point, and the last fallen leaf spiraled down, landing on his left shoulder.
"Let’s end this here, Jonas Hawthorne, our destiny has run out," Raine Sinclair didn’t look at him anymore, her eyelids lowered, her long, curly lashes trembling continuously.
Just like her heart at this moment.
Giving up on someone she once loved deeply, it felt as if it was a pain cutting through her flesh and bone...
If possible, she hoped she would never feel this way again in her life.
She didn’t know that the pain Jonas Hawthorne was experiencing at this moment was no less than hers.
He stood there dumbfounded, like a helpless child.
There were still traces of moisture and her warmth lingering by his lips...
Her scent was as wonderful as it was three years ago.
He still remembered, three years ago, their first kiss was on a winter day.
He was working overtime at the company, staying late.
In the darkness of the night, she, wrapped in a thick down jacket, handed him two cups of hot milk tea.
At that time, her little face was red from the cold, but the moment she saw him, she was filled with joy from head to toe.
When she saw him, it was as if her world brightened...
She joyfully smiled, jumped into his arms, tiptoed, and kissed him.
"Happy birthday," she said, "I’ll spend your birthday with you every year, okay?"
Did she so easily forget the words she spoke and the promises she made...
The burning sensation on his face was so clear at this moment.
The pain in his heart, like a floodgate opening, continuously surged towards him, endless...
He didn’t know that everything about her, their every moment, had already engraved into his bones and blood.
Every single connection, was like pulling muscles and bones, unbearably painful!
He even dared not look at the decisiveness in her eyes.
"Our destiny isn’t over just because you say it is," he said slowly, maintaining the last bit of his dignity.
Raine Sinclair didn’t notice that the hand he hid behind his back had quietly clenched...
She just felt annoyed.
"What are you thinking?" Raine Sinclair asked in agony, "I finally managed to let go, why are you acting this way?"
Every question she asked felt like a sharp knife, stabbing into his heart.
He didn’t explain further, only saying, "You’re not allowed to marry Leon Grant."
"What?" Raine Sinclair was caught off guard.
Weren’t they discussing their own issues?
Suddenly bringing up Leon Grant, what was the point?
"And Finn Wyatt, you can’t get too close to him either!"
Raine Sinclair stared blankly at the man in front of her, listening to his domineering and authoritarian words. Only then did she realize she had never truly understood him all these years.
She couldn’t help but ask, "Jonas Hawthorne, did you not hear anything I just said?"
She said she wanted to let go, she said from now on there would be no more entanglements!
But he was still self-involved, domineering and stubborn!
Jonas Hawthorne closed his eyes, "I was only doing what you did initially. Raine, take good care of our child."
With those words, he resumed walking, leaving her sight first.
Leaving Raine Sinclair alone in place, heartbroken and despondent.
Doing what she did? Was he referring to the time when she passionately chased after him?
Back then, Jonas Hawthorne had not rejected her.
The reason was cliché, he just wanted to focus on his career and didn’t have time for her.
When her friend found out, she advised her to move on.
Saying that such excuses from men were just because they didn’t like her...
But in reality, Jonas Hawthorne truly didn’t have extra energy for her.
Raine Sinclair didn’t mind either.
While other girls had boyfriends picking them up, giving them surprises, she didn’t envy them, because she deeply and passionately loved Jonas Hawthorne.
She could wait for him to finish work, bring him food, keep him company in the office, even staying late into the night without leaving.
This was the love she pursued and the effort she made for the person she wanted.
It used to be her chasing after Jonas Hawthorne, now... was Jonas Hawthorne really doing the same?
She didn’t know, nor did she understand.
She had never truly seen through this man’s heart, had she?
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After Jonas Hawthorne returned to the living room, he said goodbye to William Jennings and then went to pick up Silas Linton.
On the way to the hospital, Silas Linton kept trying to find out what he had said to Raine Sinclair.
"What did Raine say? Is she willing to come back? Jonas, Raine has had a really tough time lately, being pregnant and divorced. No matter what conditions she sets, you must agree!"
"Grandma, she won’t be coming back for now," Jonas Hawthorne replied.
"What? Are you going to let a Hawthorne bloodline wander away?" Silas Linton was shocked. She thought that once her grandson knew Raine was carrying his child, he would desperately beg her to come back!
Who knew he would still have this cold and indifferent demeanor?
Could it be...
Silas Linton suddenly thought of a possibility, her face stern as she questioned, "Are you still thinking about Candace Ford’s child? Let me make it clear, I only recognize the grandchild in Raine’s belly!"
This time, Jonas Hawthorne was silent for a long time.
He slightly raised his phoenix eyes, speaking with some depth, "Grandma, be sure not to let it spread that Raine is pregnant with my child."
"Why?" Silas Linton asked back.
"The more people know, the more harm it will bring to her and the child," Jonas Hawthorne answered.
Especially Candace Ford.
Silas Linton frowned, "Then what do you plan to do?"
Just as Jonas Hawthorne was about to answer, his secretary’s call came through, "Mr. Hawthorne, something major has happened!"
