Chapter 28 She’s Jealous

• I lowered my head and took a sip of my drink. The lemon juice seemed thicker than usual. It was so sour that I felt uneasy. Looking at her, I was a little jealous that the woman was much more beautiful than me.
• "How could this woman be so casual, so intimate with a strange man? " I said. I stayed with Jonathan every day, but I had never touched his arm like that. Lisa ignored what I said, looking at her with her chin resting on her hand, and saying, “Why is it not me dancing today?”
• “Don’t!” Jonathan pulled away and pointed to the opposite sofa, coldly. “Sit there,” he said to the woman. She didn’t seem happy and moved reluctantly and sat next to Bernard Flood. Bernard observed Jonathan’s expression and asked, “What’s wrong? Bad mood? Who offended you?”