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?”

Yaron’s knife hadn’t reached Sierra before he acted against Yaron, but he

to the hospital,” Jonathan said,

moments before, the car door showed no signs of damage, just some chipped paint, a

started the car. As for Yaron, still lying on the ground unable to get up, Jonathan didn’t spare him

drive, Jonathan sped

downturned from the side, signaling his displeasure. A rare impatience emanated from him, all

regarded Yaron with the indifference one might show a

if Jonathan might actually have killed Yaron. Back then, he was so

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

believe her, frowning. “We’ll check at the

injuries might not show on

what injuries feel like,

Jonathan felt even

I want to go home, Sierra

that she indeed seemed

car, Sierra suddenly asked, “Earlier,

then chuckled, “Why would I? There are cameras everywhere, that would be