Truman said, “Our hospital is a private psychiatric hospital, and our director has received quite a few gifts. Perhaps he received one from Jonathan, so I’m being kept at a distance from you and wouldn’t have to invite you to meals.”

Teresa was amused and laughed. “You’re too imaginative. I’ll treat you to a meal another day.”

“Okay, it’s a deal,” Truman said.

Teresa exchanged pleasantries with Truman before getting into the car. Cheryl stayed inside and asked Teresa who the man was.

“He is my friend,” Teresa replied.

“Your friend looks quite refined. I wonder if he’s married and if he’d be willing to accept a girl who’s pregnant,” Cheryl said.

Teresa was terribly amused. “The child isn’t his; his wife is his, right? You’re just trying anything out of desperation. Are you grabbing anyone you can?”

Cheryl sighed. “I have no choice. I just want to find someone to marry quickly. It doesn’t matter who it is.”

Teresa told her not to think like that and suggested she rest. She dropped Cheryl off at her place, then drove back to Begonia Estates.

Miriam, after eating the food she’d bought, mentioned that Michael was already asleep. “Why are you back so late?”

“I was out with Cheryl taking care of some things, then I drove her back.” Teresa did not reveal Cheryl’s secret, even to her best friend. She had promised to keep it confidential.

A while later, the doorbell rang, and Miriam answered it. The person at the door hurriedly said he was Jonathan’s driver. Jonathan was drunk and downstairs, insisting on seeing Teresa.

Teresa heard this. She had just taken off her cashmere coat but put it back on and went downstairs. Jonathan leaned against the car, looking tall and attractive. The temperature in Nareigh had dropped below freezing that night. Seeing Teresa, he clutched his phone tightly, his breath misting as he spoke.

“You’re really ruthless, aren’t you? I’ve waited more than a week for you to reach out, but you wouldn’t even give me a call,” Jonathan said.

Teresa crossed her arms. “Why would I call you when you’re on a business trip? Besides, I blocked you, so I couldn’t even if I wanted to.”

“Unblock me,” Jonathan said.

“No way,” Teresa said defiantly. “Otherwise, Evelyn would keep saying that I’m clingy. I’m not unblocking you, so she won’t come after me again.”

Jonathan sneered, “These are all excuses. You don’t love me at all, nor do you miss me.”

Teresa didn’t bother to argue. She smelled the alcohol on him and said to Jonathan’s driver, “Take your boss home.”

She turned to leave, but a hand roughly wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. He then lifted her up.

“Are you crazy? Jonathan, let me go!” Teresa was already being carried by Jonathan and shoved into the car. Jonathan ordered the driver to drive back to Luviston Estates, and the driver obeyed.

Furious, Teresa kicked his leg. “What’s wrong with you? You came over drunk in the middle of the night, throwing a fit, acting self-righteous, and saying nonsense. Can’t you stop coming to find me?”

Jonathan held her shoulder. “If I don’t come to you, who should I go to? I’ve been working like crazy because I crave your approval, but you treat me with such cold indifference, unwilling to even contact me first. Your pride matters, but mine doesn’t?”

He then took a jewelry box from his pocket and stuffed it into her clothes grumpily.

“I went to Shaville on a business trip and bought you the necklace you like. You say I care about my mom and not you, but when I buy her things, I just give her my card,” Jonathan said. “Whenever I buy you a gift, I pick it out myself, worried you won’t like it. What else can I do? I’ve never cared this much about anyone else. I just wish you would call me, but it’s always me coming to find you. It’s always like this,” he added.

Teresa tightly clenched her fingers, holding back tears as she looked away. “You’re drunk!”

The next moment, she felt a weight on her shoulder. Jonathan’s head rested there. “Let me lean on you for a while.”