Refusing to Remarry: Mr. Hawthorne, You Are Out-Chapter 115: Deep Affection and Tenderness

Lily Sinclair slightly frowned, casting a somewhat displeased glance at Leo Keane.

Only when he met that murderous gaze did he realize what he had just said. He hastily changed the topic, "Ah, well, now that the contract is signed, I won’t disturb you any longer, Ms. Sinclair! Another day, another day!"

With that, he clutched the contract and dashed out the door!

Whew!

That was really dangerous just now!

Seeing that no one was around, Leo Keane suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself across the face!

"That’s for running your mouth! If she goes back on the deal, you might as well go cry against a wall!"

...

This scene was witnessed by Lily Sinclair just as she came out of the tea room.

She stood there, stunned. Had she seen wrong?

Leo Keane was actually slapping himself?

Just how much did he hate his own mouth...

The first-floor lobby.

Jonas Hawthorne had just taken the elevator downstairs when he saw Leon Grant walking towards him.

Behind Leon was his secretary, holding a delicate thermal lunch box.

Evidently, Leon had also spotted him.

Both of them paused simultaneously. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Their gazes met, and an intense energy instantly collided in the air!

"Zzz!"

Sparks seemed to flicker in the air!

Just as Leo Keane was coming downstairs after slapping himself, he walked out of the elevator and saw the war zone before him about to erupt!!

His legs immediately froze on the spot.

He quietly took out his phone to check the calendar.

Yup, definitely not a good day to go out today.

Otherwise, how could he have just stepped out of one war zone only to enter hell’s gate?!

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Seeing Jonas Hawthorne at the Sinclair Group so early in the morning, Leon Grant was slightly surprised.

After the blood-draw incident, surely Raine Sinclair would have no feelings left for him.

So why was he here?

While pondering this, Leon Grant took the initiative to greet, "Mr. Hawthorne, what a coincidence?"

As Leon Grant assessed Jonas Hawthorne, the latter also gave him a once-over.

Finally, his gaze fixed on the thermal lunch box.

"Mr. Grant, this is..."

There was no need to finish the question; Leon Grant, following his line of sight, smiled at once.

"It’s chicken soup, brought over to nourish my fiancée."

His leisurely tone was filled with unabashed tenderness.

And the words ’my fiancée’ were like the sharpest blade, stabbing fiercely into Jonas Hawthorne’s heart!

The woman who used to be his was now someone else’s fiancée!

Looking at Leon Grant again, the provocation was so blatant!

"She doesn’t like chicken soup." Jonas Hawthorne’s lips moved slightly, casually throwing out these words.

Watching from the sidelines, Leo Keane immediately gave Jonas Hawthorne a thumbs-up, killer move!!

Leon Grant’s figure stiffened slightly, but naturally, he wouldn’t lose to him in this area. He replied, "That was before. Now, no matter what I bring her, she likes it."

Upon hearing this, Leo Keane quickly clutched his little heart, impressive!

Could this be the legendary war without smoke?

The line of Jonas Hawthorne’s jaw unconsciously tightened. The originally calm lake of his heart had long since started to churn!

Yet Leon Grant felt it wasn’t enough and took two steps forward, assertively declaring his sovereignty, "Mr. Hawthorne must have seen Raine agree to my proposal the other day, right? In future, unless it’s necessary, please refrain from disturbing our peaceful life."

Every word and sentence were reminders to Jonas Hawthorne that Raine Sinclair was no longer his...

In the past, even just this sentence would have enraged Jonas Hawthorne!

However, at this moment, though his heart hurt, he wasn’t as confrontational as before and seemed to have become much calmer.

"Since that’s the case, take good care of her." His thin lips parted, and Jonas Hawthorne squinted his dark eyes, speaking each word slowly, "If you dare hurt her, I won’t let you off!"

Leon Grant was startled, confused as to why Jonas Hawthorne would react this way.

Yet the confusion quickly vanished as he soon curled his lips into a cold smile, "No need to worry, Mr. Hawthorne. I will naturally pamper my fiancée."

Another mention of fiancée, and Jonas Hawthorne’s heart ached painfully!

His face turned slightly pale, and he said nothing more, striding away on long legs.

Seeing this, Leo Keane hurried to follow.

Leon Grant faintly smiled, walking into the elevator with the demeanor of a victor.

Outside the main entrance.

Just as Leo Keane rushed out, he saw someone actually bringing out a placard, which read ’Jonas Hawthorne and dogs, no entry.’

"Such efficiency!" he mumbled to himself, then quickly looked at Jonas Hawthorne, who was getting into the car, and shouted, "Jonas, wait for me!"

Panting, he climbed into the car, only to hear Jonas Hawthorne’s unhappy retort, "Don’t you have things to do?"

"No, I’m just worried about you."

Leo Keane felt somewhat hurt. Recently, with Jonas Hawthorne in a bad mood, he also suffered.

However, he could understand. After all, having lost his love, who wouldn’t have a temper?

Especially at such a time, as a good brother he should stick by his side.

Jonas Hawthorne did not say anything further, but his heavy gaze suddenly drifted past him to the placard at Sinclair Group’s entrance.

The letters, though not large, were very conspicuous, seen by everyone passing by, who responded with varied expressions and whispers.

Leo Keane sensed the pressure in the car growing heavier, with even his breathing gradually becoming more difficult, he hurriedly said, "Sis-in-law is just venting. After all, it nearly cost her life, let her release some steam. Don’t take it to heart."

"Just venting?" Jonas Hawthorne suddenly questioned.

This question was to both Leo Keane and himself.

"Huh?" Leo Keane hadn’t grasped why he suddenly asked this and was equally puzzled, "If it’s not venting, what else could it be?"

Jonas Hawthorne did not respond further.

Perhaps it wasn’t just venting, but rather, she had completely shut him out?

Thinking of the thermal lunch box Leon Grant carried, they were probably meeting in the office by now, weren’t they?

What sweet intimacy it must be...

The former Raine Sinclair used to smile whenever she saw him, but now, every time she saw him, her expression was either cold or full of harsh words, wishing he’d disappear.

Yet she treated Leon Grant so well.

The nameless fire in his heart burned hotter and hotter...

Until, at some point, unable to suppress it, Jonas Hawthorne suddenly slammed his hand on the steering wheel!

"Bang!" The sound genuinely startled Leo Keane!

He jolted, instinctively leaning back, afraid that Jonas Hawthorne’s rage might extend to him!

Swallowing silently, he suggested, "You should be quite busy today, right? Then I won’t disturb you, I’ll leave first..."

As he spoke, he reached for the car door.

But just as his hand reached out, Jonas Hawthorne locked the car door.

With a click, his escape was completely blocked.

No retreat in sight...

Stiffly looking back at Jonas Hawthorne, he opened his mouth to say something, only to see Jonas Hawthorne stomping on the gas pedal, and the car shot out like a rocket!

Leo Keane’s back slammed into the seat, causing him to grimace in pain and let out a scream, "Ah!!"

The people outside Sinclair Group’s doors heard the sound, turned their heads to look, but saw nothing...

Leaving only the trail of dust behind.