Chapter 15

All Jonathan could see then was the last look Ruth gave him before she left. She was unwavering and devoid of emotion. It was as though he was merely an unimportant stranger who was only passing by in her life. Jonathan shot to his feet. Yet, before he could leave, Evelyn barged in through the door. "Jon." Evelyn had a reserved and soft expression like always. She always had stunning doe eyes that looked like she could cry at any moment. So, she would often come across as the innocent victim. "Why are you drinking so much? You're going to complain about having a headache again tomorrow." She approached to hold Jonathan's arm while speaking with a gentle, soothing tone. Jonathan was about to speak when he caught a whiff of a familiar perfume scent again. His head skipped a beat. He immediately stopped himself from shoving Evelyn's hands off him. "Why do you smell so nice?" His voice softened so abruptly that it left Evelyn bashful and elated. "Is it still the same perfume brand