Bonnie had been drowning in her imagination, in dreams of Jim recovering from his amnesia, so much so that she had been blinded to the fact that he despised her and even turned down Sean because of this.
She had been so fixated on criticizing Theo that she forgot she, too, was caught in the same predicament.
Therefore, she did not intend on continuing this cycle anymore.
"Do you have anything to say, Mr. Landry?" asked Bonnie in a low voice, seeing that Jim was staring at her through the rearview mirror in silence.
Jim narrowed his eyes and continued to stare at her.
He could no longer see the hopeful and tender look in her eyes that used to be there.
At this moment, Bonnie's eyes were etched with coldness and determination, and he could not help feeling that...if he were to let Bonnie go at this moment, she...
She would never return.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one.
Before he could even take a puff from it, Bonnie furrowed her brows and said, "My health isn't good, and I can't handle the smell of smoke."
If she had said this to him in the past, he would have ignored her entirely.
After all, in his eyes, she was nothing more than a deceitful, manipulative gold-digger who was after him for his money, so why did he care about her opinions?
Unexpectedly...
As soon as he heard this, he put out his cigarette and wound the windows down to let in some fresh air. "When did you start having this problem?"
Bonnie scoffed.
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