The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 185

Chapter 185 Crushed Bones and Cold Hearts

He lifted his foot and stomped down on Yaron’s hand. The fine hand–crafted leather shoe pressed down slightly, eliciting a heart–wrenching scream from Yaron.

“Ah! My hand, my hand!”

He felt as if several of his finger bones were crushed. Jonathan, however, seemed deaf to his cries, his eyes cold as he twisted his foot, grinding it in further. Yaron was in so much pain he couldn’t even speak.

Sierra snapped back to reality and quickly got up to pull Jonathan away. “Jonathant”

Jonathan looked terrifying in that moment, startling her.

“What?” Jonathan turned to look at Sierra, his expression calm, as if he had just stepped on an ant instead of breaking someone’s fingers.

Yes, that was the feeling. Sterra felt as if the Jonathan before her was from another world, seemingly devoid of human emotion. This version of Jonathan frightened her inexplicably.

Suddenly, Sierra blurted out, “Jonathan, I’m hurt!”

The fierce air around Jonathan vanished in an instant due to Sierra’s words, a flicker of worry crossing his eyes, “Are you

hurt?”

checked that Yaron’s knife hadn’t reached Sierra before

Jonathan said, opening the car

being heavily hit by Yaron just moments before, the car door showed no signs of damage, just some

Sierra into the passenger seat and quickly started the car. As for Yaron, still lying on the ground unable to get up, Jonathan didn’t

drive, Jonathan sped

jaw was clenched, lipis pressed tightly together, slightly downturned from the side, signaling his

he had regarded Yaron with the indifference

wondered if Jonathan might actually have killed Yaron. Back then, he was so detached, but now,

“Mr. Yeager, I’m not hurt anymore, let’s

her, frowning. “We’ll check at the

on the surface but could be

feel like,

words, Jonathan

I want

Seeing that she indeed seemed fine,

the car, Sierra suddenly asked, “Earlier, were you going

There are cameras everywhere, that would be