Chapter 105 The Storm In Jonathan's Eyes

• Jonathan's eyes narrowed, and his face contorted with cold fury, as if a tempest raged within him. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his breathing became heavy and labored. The room felt colder than the icy snow outside, and an oppressive silence filled the air.
• Winnie could feel the weight of his gaze upon her, as if it could penetrate her soul.
• After what felt like an eternity, Jonathan abruptly stood up. Without a backward glance, he turned away from Winnie, his fists clenched tightly at his sides.