Chapter 113 He Did Not Want to Mistreat Her

"Ah …"

If it weren't for the wall in front of her, Kelly would have undoubtedly fallen flat on her face. Behind her, the door slammed shut.

She couldn't fathom why the effects of the drug in Jonathan's body seemed to have taken hold. Furthermore, he had mistaken her as Rose, hadn't he?

She had no idea how things could go like this. Gritting her teeth, she stomped her foot vehemently as she looked at the closed door.

Inside the room, Jonathan was leaning against the door. He realized that the sensations in his body weren't simply the result of intoxication.

The heat coursing through his body was reminiscent of that night with Rose. Had he been drugged? Thinking about the woman, his eyes landed on the wine bottle on the table, solidifying his suspicions.

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath.

Then, he entered the bathroom, intending to cool down his fiery sensations with cold water. Meanwhile, at Zenwood Gardens, Rose was busy packing her belongings.

She had handed the divorce a