The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 180

Chapter 180 Shadows of the Past

Jonathan had been digging into the hardships Sierra endured during her three years in prison, but the information he could find was limited.

Sierra fell silent for a while before saying, “I don’t want to talk about it”

Jonathan’s expression changed, but before he could speak, Sierra added. “That time was a nightmare for me!”

She didn’t want to bring it up at all. If it hadn’t been for the excessive actions of the Xander family, she wouldn’t have revealed. anything

All she would say was that what she had shared was just the opening act. During those three years, she never had a peaceful night’s sleep.

Jonathan, I really don’t want to talk about it! Sierra said softly.

In Jonathan’s eyes, Sierra had never known fear. Whenever she faced difficulties, she always confronted them head–on, never backing down.

He always wished she would lean on him more. But now, when Sierra finally showed vulnerability, he felt no joy–only deep.

concem.

let’s not talk about it anymore. Don’t think about it; it’s all in the past!” He wasn’t typically empathetic, but at this

hand, fingers interlocking. “Everyone gets scared; you don’t have

Shane again. Leave

him!”

never dealt with Shane and didn’t understand just how twisted he could be, with his

but seeing the fear in Sierra’s eyes, he chose to soothe her, “Okay, okay, relax. I won’t go

relaxed Sierra, and Jonathan, watching this,

character had significant flaws–domineering, authoritarian, and

too concerned about Shane, even if it was fear, and he disliked anyone holding such a significant place in her mind, even if it was just out

Jonathan didn’t show his displeasure. He drove Sierra home, suggesting she take a shower and change her clothes while he went into the kitchen like

Mateo, “Is there a way to look into that maniac

do to cross you? If it’s

influence. Most crucially, Shane was a law unto himself; even his own family couldn’t control him. Stirring him up could escalate beyond

you check on him?” Jonathan’s tone was sharp,

sensing this, didn’t push further, “I’ll try! What exactly are you looking

what he cares about–anything that can hurt him, I need to

Sierra finished showering, she seemed fully rejuvenated, and Jonathan had already prepared a simple

realizing he was particular about his space and not keen