Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

It was 7 pm on a Wednesday night, and Estelle Macclain showed up on time at the Sapphire Hotel.

Her phone beeped, Estelle clicked opened her Whatsapp, there was a message from Bennett Macclain “Estelle, thanks for agreeing to help Dad. I’m stuck in a bit of traffic, you just go straight in first”

Estelle slowed down her pace, wondering how to greet Jonathan Lamont when she saw him later

They’d been married for three years, but they had never met in person. It was clear that Jonathan didn’t agree and even hated this marriage

Can’t blame Jonathan, though. The Macclain’s family business was in crisis when they knocked on the Lamont family’s door, asking them to fulfill their original marriage agreement. The Lamont family’s eldest son was already married, so the marriage fell on the younger son, Jonathan. It made sense that he was unwilling to do this.

Naturally, the Lamont family wouldn’t be that easily to be manipulated. They gave out three hundred million as dowry to help the Macclain family go through the crisis, but only on the condition that the marriage would be dissolved automatically in three years.

Three years ago, she wasn’t yet of legal marriage age in Country C. The two went to V City to get their certificate. To be precise, neither of them showed up. Each party sent people with their documents to handle the paperwork.

As soon as they got married, Jonathan went to M Country and had stayed there until now. Just three months before the dissolution of their marriage. His intention was pretty obvious.

Unfortunately, today, her father needed to bring her to ask for his help again for their business.

Estelle scoffed and raised the corner of her lips. How was she going to introduce herself later? “Mr. Lamont, hello, I’m your wife!”

Should he show her the respect that she deserves?

Rumor had it that before Jonathan went to M Country, he was a notorious bully in J City, ruling J City with an iron fist, and he was ruthless and decisive in his actions.

But a few days ago, she saw Jonathan on a TV finance channel. He didn’t look like what she had imagined. He was in an expensive business suit, although he looked proud, his demeanor was elegant and steady.

She hoped today he would show the same grace and poise as he did on TV, sparing her from embarrassment.

The entire Sapphire Hotel was luxuriously decorated with a classic elegance. It felt like a mansion. Estelle went to the Pearl Place’s third floor according to the room number Bennett gave her.

The third floor was all suites with carpeted wooden floors and dim lighting, incredibly quiet.

Outside of the suite, Estelle inconspicuously took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The door was slightly ajar, and as she touched it, the golden door opened a crack automatically. Estelle was

taken aback.

Was Jonathan waiting for her?

Out of politeness, she knocked on the door again.

There was no answer.

Estelle raised an eyebrow and walked a few steps inside. She discovered that only the entrance hall had a dim light. The inside was pitch dark.

Anybody in here?

The suite was large with a living room in the middle and a leisure room and bedroom on both sides.

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She had entered the living room when an uneasy feeling emerged. She was about to turn back when she suddenly heard the sound of water and a low, painful voice coming from the bedroom “Come in

Estelle’s instinct told her that she should leave without hesitation, but she stood in the dark for three seconds before heading towards the bedroom

“Is it Mr. Lamont? What happened to you?” Estelle pushed open the bedroom door and asked softly.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and pulled her directly into the bathroom. The man had one hand against the wall and use another hand choke her neck. His voice, suppressed with pain but still cold and furious, said, “You dare to drug me? Are you out of your mind?”

The living room still had some light from the windows, but the bathroom was pitch dark.

Estelle endured and didn’t fight back. Her throat was constricted, her voice hoarse and calm, “Not me

“Then who are you?”

The man seemed to have been soaked in cold water for a long time, his body icy, but his breath scorching Estelle was somewhat stunned in the exchange of cold and heat.

In the darkness, they stared at each other silently. The man’s breathing grew heavier with each breath, as if he had reached his limit. The hand choking her throat suddenly put around her neck, and he kissed her hard.

His lips were ice-cold and overbearing!