"Andy, come back with me, will you? I know you were forced into this!"
I frowned. "What makes you so confident that I was forced? The guy I'm marrying is from the Rockefellers. All your wealth combined couldn't even compare to Benjamin alone!"
I was just stating facts.
But Jonas must have felt embarrassed, so he shouted back, "I know you're upset about Mitch marrying me and how she threw away your stuff!"
And then, he negotiated with me. "H-How about this? I'll make her apologize to you—sincerely, even!"
I couldn't help but laugh and mock him with my gaze. "Jonas, please. Do you really think an apology from Mitch would make me come back and live with her, serving you together? Keep dreaming!"
It hit me then how overly confident Jonas had always been.
Without another word, I rolled up the car window and ignored him completely.
But when he realized what was happening, he started pounding on the window frantically.
His voice was hoarse as he begged me. "Andy! Don't marry someone else! Come back! Please, come back to me!"
Dad had already lost his temper by then.
When he found out everything that had happened, he called for the bodyguards, ready to teach Jonas a lesson.