Sold? Oh Please - Chapter 197

Jason hand rubbed the spot that Jonathan just assaulted with a look of shook etched on his face.

“What the actual hell Jonathan ” he cussed.

“What the hell? I should be asking you that!” Jonathan huffed. “I knew, I just knew you ate your father son, the only thing you know to do is use and leave people, discard them when you have no more use of them!” He yelled shoving Jason’s chest.

Jason scoffed at his childish outburst. “Do tell me dear brother” he said emphasising the last word more bitterly than others. “What or rather who did I use? You perhaps?”

Jonathan rolled his eyes and titled his head to push his long hair away from his forehead. “Don’t be so full of yourself Jason. Although it pretty eye opening to see you looking all well and fine while an innocent woman is being dragged to prison! What? Was she causing too much damage to your reputation?!” He yelled angrily.

“Jonathan don’t cros-” Paul began to say but Jason held up and arm to stop him from speaking.

“No, let him speak. I should say brother you seem oddly emotional for a woman you’ve only met a handful of times.” Jason said casually, although he felt nothing close to that. He was aware that Jonathan fancied Jessie but he didn’t realise it was to this extent. That thought alone made him more than anything to claim her as his and fend of all the unwanted attention.

Jonathan laughed mockingly at Jason’s statement. “I have no idea what she sees in you really. You are nothi g but a horrible and heartless prick that deserves nothing close to a woman like her.”

“And you do?” Jason sneered.

“I never said that, no one deserves Jessie. We ate lucky to even be in her presence, but you brother are the least of the ton. Hut how do you treat her? The actual man she decides to set her heart and trust on, how disappointing! But I must say I’m not surprised you are a Kang after all!” Jonathan spat, making sure to keep his tone as venomous as he possibly could.

“You talk as though you aren’t a Kang yourself.” Reginald pointed out.

“I refuse to be associated with such an atrocious family, I never even grew up with them. I may answer the name but I refuse to be a Kang.” Jonathan stated bluntly. “If this is how you treat people I am glad I was kept away for as long as I was.”

Jason stared pointedly at him. “Is that really it? You’re going to do nothing?” Jonathan asked in disbelief. When Jason refused to answer yet again, continuing to give him that annoying and demeaning look, he grabbed his shirt and pulling him upwards.

“You are a peice of shit. You really don’t deserve Jessie. ” He spat.

Jason looked up at Jonathan. “Do you think I don’t know that? Please brother if you have another option I would like to hear it. Hell we all would.”

Jonathan let him go as if he burned him, sending him a fiery glare that Jason merely brushed off.

“I have no time for your theatrics and petty tantrums.” Jason rebuked him like a child and Jonathan huffed in disbelief. “But you are right about one thing, Jessie did entrust her heart and trust in me” he lied. “And I will assure you of this. I will never let her down, I could not even if I tried. So Jonathan stay the hell out of my way. If you have nothing important to saving her don’t disturb me.” Jason warned, arranging his jacket and smoothing out his shirt as far it could go.

He walked past him, stopping right beside him. “And this is the first and will be the last time you ever touch me. Try it again, I promise you, I won’t be as forgiving.”

“So why forgive me now?” Jonathan asked stopping him in his tracks.

“Because I needed the wake up call, I need to stop relying on others for things I can well do myself.” He said curtly walking away.

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Jessie never felt shame as much as she did when she walked down the aisle to her cell, all the whistles and cat calls. Worse, the new stamp ‘fresh meat’ that was basically tradition sent an unnatural shiver down her spine. She hated it.

She clutched her bed spreads and pillows even tighter when one woman reache outside her cell and smacked her backside.

‘Don’t you dare cry! You won’t become someone bitch because you’re so weak!” She yelled in her head.

The warden opened her cell and she walked in. Looking at the other woman who was to be her roommate, oddly this arrangement reminded her of her days as a trainee.

Jessie wasn’t one to judge but this woman looked utterly terrifying, tattooed from up to down. Even her bald scalp wasn’t free of the ink, and she had the build of a hard working and gymming man.

“H..hello.” She said softly.

But she didn’t even budge, so Jessie sighed and quickly made her bed. Climbing up onto it, she laid down, she struggled tossing and turning, trying to find a comfortable position.

“Hey, celebrity criminal! Before I whoop that tiny ass of your you better stop that shaking.” The woman from below threatened and Jessie immediately froze.

Letting out an anxious chuckle “I’m sorry the bed is just really uncomfortable you know.”

“Ofcourse I get stuck in a room with a spoiled princess” she huffed.

And Jessie frowned. “Hey, just because I may not be made of stiffer stuff doesn’t mean I don’t have my fair share of pro-”

“Would you just shut the hell up.” The woman spat. And Jessie’s mouth hung open, how could she just interrupt her like that.

She began to descend the bed to give this woman a peice of her mind.

“I hope you are coming down to take a piss if not, best remain in that uncomfortable bed of yours.Or I’ll remain true to my promise, I assure you you will not enjoy my ass whooping.” The woman said stopping Jessie before she made any progress.

Jessie decided to fight another time, she would resign to her cruel fate but only because she was new. At least that’s what she told herself. But how she managed to actually fall asleep she couldn’t tell but she welcomed the sleep.