Refusing to Remarry: Mr. Hawthorne, You Are Out-Chapter 122: Jonas Hawthorne, I Don’t Love You Anymore

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Jonas Hawthorne, I Don’t Love You Anymore

Raine’s figure paused slightly.

In memory, he had never called her in that tone.

Now, is it for the child?

Ha...

It’s really ironic.

She didn’t turn around, sneering, "You don’t have to do this, this child is mine, it has nothing to do with you."

Jonas knew she was speaking out of anger, and smiled, "How could it have nothing to do with me? When the child grows up, will call you mom, and me dad."

"No way!" Raine interrupted him harshly, turning around, furious, "Jonas Hawthorne, do you think this is funny?!"

Seeing her fair face overflowing with anger, Jonas felt a pang of pain.

Unable to remain cold towards her, he softened his tone, gently coaxing, "Raine, no matter what, we are the child’s parents, that’s an undeniable fact."

"So what? Have you ever cared? If you love children, go back and stay with your Candace, why come to me? I tell you, Jonas Hawthorne, this child is mine, I will definitely give birth to him!"

Raine raised her voice, like a porcupine instantly exposing all her spikes, full of aggression!

She’s always worried that if Jonas knew she was pregnant, he’d make her abort the child...

Little did she know, no matter how harshly she spoke, Jonas never got angry again.

"I care." He slowly parted his lips, three extremely clear words spilled out from his cool lips.

Raine thought she heard wrong, instantly froze in place, unsure how to react.

He just... said what?

He cares?

In the silence, she heard him say, "Just give birth to the child."

Such simple words made Raine slowly let go of her tightly clenched fist.

Thankfully, he didn’t ask her to abort the child...

Her emotions eased a little, Raine wasn’t as confrontational as before.

But the distance between them only increased, "I don’t need you to tell me, I will take good care of my child."

Every sentence emphasized the child was hers, as she constantly tried to draw a clear boundary with Jonas.

Such obvious rejection was like a sharp blade stabbing fiercely at his heart!

Seeing he no longer spoke, Raine asked, "Have you finished?"

Jonas stared at her directly, without speaking.

"If you’ve finished, take grandma to the hospital, afterwards we have nothing to do with each other, even if we meet, let’s pretend we never knew each other." Raine breathed a sigh of relief.

She held this secret in her heart, restless every day.

Now that she spoke, she felt much lighter.

Henceforth, she would be straightforward, no more entanglement.

Listening to her words, Jonas pulled out a bitter smile, "Pretend... we never knew each other."

Raine didn’t understand why he repeated her words, puzzled, she heard him ask again, "Can you really do that?"

These simple words directly questioned Raine’s heart.

She frowned at him, her gaze icy, "I can."

He could be so heartless and indifferent to her, why couldn’t she?

"I once loved you more than my own life, but what did I get in return? Your rejection, your dislike. Jonas Hawthorne, thank you for teaching me the most important thing in life, which is to love myself."

As she spoke, Raine’s gaze no longer lingered on Jonas’s face.

She looked up at the leaves of the sycamore tree ahead.

Layer upon layer, slicing the azure sky into fragmented gaps.

She was so foolish before...

Gave everything, only to end up bruised all over.

But she doesn’t regret having loved.

Nor does she regret her passionate burning.

Standing beside her, Jonas suddenly felt his heart empty.

He had a strong illusion that maybe he was truly losing her this time...

She used to at least say she hated him, disliked him.

If there’s no love, where does hate come from?

If there’s no care, where does dislike come from?

But now she never mentioned these words, instead saying thank you...

The huge fear of impending loss instantly shrouded him, Jonas hurriedly explained, "Raine, it’s not what you think, you..."

This was the first time in his life he explained to someone.

Yet, before he could finish, Raine turned to him with a smile, "You don’t need to explain anything to me. Jonas Hawthorne, in the past... it was I who took a liking to you, insisted on marrying you. I was young and naive then, might have troubled you? These years... have also caused you quite some trouble, also... thank you for accompanying me on a part of life’s journey, I no longer hate you, nor love you."

Having said these words calmly, Raine suddenly felt very relieved.

In these over two months since the divorce, she was tormented daily. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

The hate in her heart couldn’t be let go, along with unexplainable grievances and unwillingness.

She knew clearly that she wasn’t happy.

Just now, at that moment, she suddenly found peace.

Actually, between her and Jonas, there wasn’t that much love-hate entanglement.

Love has passed, hate has passed too.

Letting go, perhaps was just in a single thought.

Jonas never thought she would be so unrestrained, he just watched her genuinely—

The breeze quietly arose for no reason.

It stirred the sycamore leaves to rustle, also blew down a few leaves, slowly gliding past her cheeks, her long hair, her shoulders...

In such a beautiful and poignant scene, she smiled, her crystal-clear eyes gazing at him, "Let us both, let go."

At that moment, Jonas clearly felt his soul seeming to be torn into two halves.

The pain spreading from his chest filled his entire being.

The frost covering his face, too, was completely shattered at this instant...

Even he didn’t notice the thin mist lightly floating in his eyes.

"Impossible." He gave a denial in response.

Raine was startled by surprise, yet saw him looking at her with scorching eyes, unwavering, "You came into my quiet world first, now you want to leave? Say you don’t love anymore? Raine Sinclair, I won’t allow it!"

The final three words, extremely determined!

"You..." Raine opened her mouth numbly, instinctively thinking she should refute him, but when she really opened her mouth, she suddenly didn’t know what to say.

She had never seen such a Jonas Hawthorne before.

Completely different from the cold, indifferent, always maintaining a cold face no matter what happened, Jonas Hawthorne in her impression.

"What did you say?" She finally squeezed out a few words.

In Jonas’s deep black eyes flashed a hint of pain, almost growling, "Dammit! I said I won’t let you not love me anymore, did you hear?!"

Having said that, he abruptly stepped forward, in her surprise, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

An electrifying sensation, like an electric shock, swept through her entire body.

The wind, suddenly arose.

The sycamore leaves danced and flew.

"Rustle rustle rustle..."