Unstoppable Unforgiven (Shermaine and Joshua) novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Though the glasses didn’t diminish Joshua’s good looks, his features would likely appear even more striking without them a perfect blend of Fasur raw intensity.

Without much thought, Joshua moved closer. The man, who hadn’t felt hot before, suddenly found the air stilling,

Shermaine had really been a handful just now.

He loosened his tie and undid a few buttons, his collarbone peeking out with a tantalizing allure, the air around him thick with desire.

Shermaine gave a sultry, languid smile as she propped herself up and reached out her hand.

Before Shermaine could touch his glasses, Joshua reacted swiftly, catching her wrist. After a brief pause, he asked, “Shermaine?”

Ignoring him, Shermaine whispered, “Glasses.”

She wanted his glasses?

What a curious troublemaker. Everything seemed new and exciting to her.

Though Joshua wasn’t nearsighted, he was never without his glasses. He’d gotten used to hiding behind that refined, intellectual lock, using it to mask the sharper side of himself.

For now, he found it unnecessary to show her his other side.

But before Joshua could say no, Shermaine’s interest suddenly waned. She shrugged and said dismissively, “Never mind. Just forget what I said.”

Joshua mused, ‘Seriously? Already bored with me?‘

Shermaine straightened up abruptly, the dizziness worsening compared to when she was lying down. “Let go,” she demanded.

Joshua hesitated for a moment, then let go of her hand.

Shermaine slumped back onto the sofa, set her yogurt aside, and let her heavy eyelids flutter shut. As the alcohol took over, she soon quieted down, her breathing gradually slowing until she drifted into sleep.

Meanwhile, Jameson arrived at Yaleview Hospital in a frantic rush/heading straight to the ward the woman had mentioned on the phone.

Inside, a well–dressed middle–aged woman sat by the bed, muttering to herself, while on the bed lay a clean–cut young man on an IV drip. He looked in decent condition and was quietly reading a book.

The middle–aged woman wasn’t exactly beautiful, but she had a curvaceous figure, Maintaining such curves at her age was something most women could only envy.

Upon entering, Jameson said, “Jason, Natalie.”

Jason, who had been engrossed in his book, looked up in surprise. “Dad? What brings you here?”

Jameson walked over and asked gently, “Your mom told me you were hospitalized. What happened? Is it serious?”

Jason lowered his head, stammering, “I’m… I’m fine.”

Natalie scolded, her voice laced with worry, “Oh, you’re fine, are you? You had to get stitches in the back of your head! Haven’t I told you again and again to just ignore those classmates? Why won’t you ever listen to me?”

Jason had always been obedient. Though health issues delayed his schooling by a year, he excelled as a top student. His teachers predicted he stood an excellent chance of becoming the top achiever in natural science in next year’s SAT.

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Chapter 94

So, there’s no way Jason would pick a fight for no reason,

Jason explained, “I can take being called a bastard, but insulting my mom crosses the line. She’s worked so hard to raise me all by forent site think they are to insult you?”

“You silly boy,” Natalie softened her voice, “after all I’ve endured these years, how could you pick a fight at such a crucial time?”

In the end, it all boiled down to status. Natalie was, after all, Jameson’s mistress, while Jason had been an illegitimate child from the very star, greate up all these years without even the right to be officially recognized as a member of the Jean family.

Hearing their conversation, Jameson couldn’t help but feel guilty. With a sigh, he said softly, “I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you and your son through. You both deserve so much better than this.”

With a hint of grievance in her voice, Natalie asked softly, “I know I can’t expect to ever be your wife, but Jason is already nineteen. When will you finally let him come home and be acknowledged as part of your family?”