The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 945

Ophelia rubbed her temples in exasperation. “But Jonathan and I… we’re just not cut from the same cloth.”

Jonathan, to put it kindly, was harmless. To put it less kindly, he was a bit of a dimwit.

Ysabel frowned. “Lately, Jonathan’s been cozying up to Saskia a lot. If they bring up marriage now, he might not agree.”

Jonathan was the kind of naive guy who believed the whole world revolved around true love. He might even defy the Metzger family’s plans for the sake of his so-called true love. “Yes, but my mom’s word is final. I can’t oppose her.”

What Ophelia didn’t say was that, compared to those cunning and conniving heirs of wealth, a simpleton like Jonathan was much easier to control.

Ysabel got the hint and didn’t press further.

Halfway through their meeting, Ophelia excused herself to the restroom. When she returned, she found the manager trembling like a leaf by a private booth’s door.

His face was fraught with anxiety, which made Ophelia frown.

“What’s going on?”

“Ophelia,” the manager recognized her and quickly said, “Mr. Jonathan Metzger is in there, drunk as a lord, smashing things up!”

Jonathan?

Ophelia turned as if to leave, but then she remembered her mother’s instructions and turned back. “You all go on out, I’ll handle this.”

manager, visibly relieved, quickly herded the

Ophelia saw Jonathan sprawled on the floor, surrounded by a sea of broken bottles. His shirt was crumpled, giving him

of the switch, the room was bathed

him with

“Get lost!”

her away so violently that she nearly

herself, ready to

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I don’t

pulled him up and dumped him on

dying to

couch, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “I’ve fallen for someone

yet she wasn’t oblivious to the world.

“So, you…”

proposal came

paused, almost in sympathy. “If you can’t refuse your family’s arrangement, then think about how you’ll take care of

to the marriage. He tried to stand up quickly,

to marry me?”

with distaste. A grown man

many benefits. I see no

Jonathan was easier

flicker of disgust crossed Jonathan’s eyes. “Is that it? Do you people only measure everything by