The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 970

“Ophelia, don’t you like me?” Jonathan asked, confusion lacing his voice. “So why does the idea of marrying me not seem to make you happy?”

When he woke up, Ophelia was the first person he saw. Since then, he saw Ophelia as his everything.

Ophelia couldn’t bring herself to talk about the past, and with a weighty tone, she sat beside him on the bed. “Jonathan, if you want to marry me, I’ll say yes. But once I’m married, divorce isn’t an option for me. Even if you remember those things from before, I won’t leave.”

It wasn’t just about the two of them; it was about uniting their families. A divorce would be a devastating scandal for both families.

Jonathan, grinning, took Ophelia’s hand and caressed it gently. “But I’ve never thought about leaving you.”

Ophelia searched his face for any hint of deception but found only sincerity in his eyes.

Suddenly, she softened. “Alright then, let’s get married.”

On all accounts, Jonathan was the perfect match. Besides, the engagement was set, and turning back wasn’t an option.

Holding her hand tight, Jonathan promised, “Ophelia, I’ll love you right, and I swear you’ll never have to endure hardship because of me.”

Ophelia let out a chuckle.

Such a fool!

wedding was imminent.

transferred a part of his savings to her. “Saskia, here’s a cool two million, consider

eyes as she took the bank card. “Holden, I’ll

come back and visit me after you’re

her leaving, but now that she had come of age, he could only

hours. Holden carefully advised her not to

Saskia listened attentively.

Saskia transferred the money into

apartment worth over three million as part

Saskia felt slighted.

was being stingy. This was how she treated her “precious

at Saskia, was

first joined the Lynette family as if it was yesterday, and now, in the blink of

took the deed, then crawled into Leila’s lap, played the part of the doting daughter. “Mom, thank you for raising me. I

thought about Saskia’s marriage and the involvement of the Metzger family, she felt a twist in her heart.

the meddling Metzgers, you’d have married Jonathan by now. But no matter, I

gaze dropped. If Jonathan couldn’t even offer her