The Legendary Man

Chapter 253 You Are My Dinner
Jonathan could not help but chuckle when his wife claimed him as though she was calling dibs like a child. “Of course. I’m yours
now and forever. Nobody can ever take me away from you. Nobody!”
“Pinky swear?” Josephine held out her little finger to Jonathan.
The woman had always been as cold as ice when interacting with others. However, when she was with Jonathan, Josephine was
as innocent as a young girl in love.
“Sure!” With a smile on his face, Jonathan hooked his little fingers on his wife’s.
“It’s too late to turn back now. If you ever leave me for another woman, I’ll make sure you regret it!” threatened Josephine as she
lifted her petite fist in front of Jonathan, trying to be intimidating.
Still, the man found her as adorable as ever, so he affectionately pinched her cheeks. “You are as cute as the day I met you,
Darling.”
“Ouch! That hurt!” Josephine wanted to pull her husband’s hands off her face but accidentally overexerted herself.
When he saw how his wife was grimacing, Jonathan questioned worriedly, “What happened? Are you okay?”
In response, Josephine rolled her eyes at Jonathan. “What do you think? This is all your fault!”
Jonathan immediately burst out laughing when he realized what his wife meant.
“It’s not funny!” Upset that Jonathan made fun of her, Josephine hit her husband on the chest before jumping out of bed.
“Where are you going?” inquired Jonathan.
“To shower!”
After rolling her eyes at her husband again, Josephine grabbed her clothes and disappeared into the shower. Jonathan then
spotted a crimson blood mark right where his wife lay, so he smiled contentedly while gazing at the blurred figure through the
semi-transparent shower screen.
Click!

With only a coat on him, Jonathan walked over to the balcony and lit a cigarette.
He had only taken a few drags when Zachary called and informed, “Mr. Goldstein, I’ve already purchased the train ticket you
wanted. Is ten in the morning for tomorrow okay?”
“Sure.”
Jonathan had not realized how late it was already until he checked his watch, for he had to get up as early as sunrise the next
day.
“Do you need me to send somebody to pick you up at the train station?” asked Zachary.
“That won’t be necessary. Have you forgotten what I told you? I don’t want anybody to know that I’m heading to Yaleview besides
you. Got it?”
“Got it!”
After hanging up, Jonathan remained on the balcony until he was done with his cigarette, and only then did Josephine step out of
the shower.
Any man would fall head over heels for the woman if they were to see her half-naked in a towel drying her hair, and Jonathan
was no exception.
Like a hawk that had spotted its prey, he strode toward his wife and embraced her from behind.
As soon as the man got close, Josephine could immediately tell that he had smoked. “That smell! I can never get used to it.”
“What smell? I don’t smell anything at all.”
For the third time that evening, Josephine rolled her eyes at her husband. “Of course, you won’t smell it. It’s practically part of
you! Now let me go; I have to go prepare dinner for you.”
“What are you talking about? I have my dinner right here.” Smirking, Jonathan lifted his wife and threw her back onto the bed.
“Knock it off! I just showered, Jonathan! Please just let me go.”
Before long, the room was filled with love and sweat once again.

The night went by in a blink of an eye, and the next morning arrived.
After what Jonathan did to her, Josephine was so exhausted that she remained sound asleep after her husband woke up. They
were at it for so long that she swore she would lose her voice for good.
Gazing at his beautiful wife, Jonathan smiled and kissed her forehead before quietly making his way to the shower.
However, to his surprise, Jonathan found Josephine awake with bloodshot eyes when he was done with his shower.
“You’re awake already?” The man then sat by the bedside to pat his wife on the head.
After nodding in response, Josephine inquired in a hoarse voice, “What time are you leaving? I can send you there.”
“You don’t have to do that, Darling. Just rest. You deserve it. I know you barely had any sleep.” Lowering himself, Jonathan gave
his wife another kiss on the forehead.
“And whose fault is that?” asked Josephine rhetorically, for Jonathan would not let her sleep the night before until it was almost
dawn. The man just kept coming at her until she was completely depleted of energy.
“I’ll walk you to the door then.” With that, Josephine tried to sit up but quickly realized that she had overestimated how her body
could recover from the exertion last night.
Ouch!
“It looks like your body isn’t allowing you to do that. It’s okay. I’ll be back very soon. In the meantime, try to catch as much sleep
as you can,” joked Jonathan before kissing his wife on the lips.
“But I don’t want to sleep without you.” Josephine threw herself at Jonathan, refusing to let her husband leave.
Ever since she got used to having Jonathan around, she wanted the man to be by her side all the time.
“Hey, it’s okay. I’ll be back so soon that you won’t even realize that I’m gone,” assured Jonathan as he placed his hand
comfortingly on Josephine’s back.
Like his wife, Jonathan hated to part with her, but he knew that it was time to deal with the Goldsteins. Most importantly, he could
not afford to get Josephine involved.

“You have to promise me that you’ll come home as soon as possible, okay? I’ll be waiting for you.” Josephine only let her
husband go after giving him a big hug.
“I promise. I’ll come rushing home the second I’m done with my business there.” Lifting his little finger to hook Josephine’s,
Jonathan swore so that he could put his wife’s mind at ease.
“Okay.”
As soon as Jonathan stepped out of the house, Josephine hurried to the window to watch her husband leave.
She stayed there gazing out until the man was no longer visible, and only then did her tears burst out of her eyes.
Since she did not want Jonathan to leave with a heavy heart, Josephine did her best to suppress her emotions before the man
leave.
After a while, Josephine returned to her bed, but instead of lying down, she took a pair of scissors and cut out the bloody spot on
the bedsheet.
Then, she hid it somewhere that she knew nobody would find.