Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141 

Seeing the new bed and desk, Emily immediately asked, “Did you just buy these?” 

“No!” Estelle quickly replied, fearing she would spend more money, “They were already here, probably bought by the landlord but never used.” 

Emily breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the bed, and said, “I’d rather stay in a hotel than have you spend more money on me.” 

Looking around, she asked, “Didn’t you say you only rented one room? Will the landlord give you a hard time if I stay here?” 

“No, I already talked to the landlord, and he said it’s fine!” 

“Great!” 

Emily stood up, smiling, “I’ll treat you to dinner tonight.” 

And she quickly added, “No more refusals!” 

Estelle raised her eyebrows, “Fine, it’s on you!” 

They found a clean restaurant to eat at. During dinner, Emily found out that Estelle cooked for herself, and she cheerfully told her, “I’ll cook for you for the next few days. I’m not bad in the kitchen!” 

Estelle knew Emily was great at making desserts, but now she learned she could cook too, so she laughed, “Thank heavens! We don’t have to eat something yucky together anymore.” 

Emily was surprised for a moment, but then she burst into laughter. 

For the next few days, the two lived together, making their lives a bit more lively and helping Estelle shake off her gloom. 

Emily made sure to leave early and return late each day, so as not to disrupt Estelle’s daytime work. In the evenings, Estelle would go to the supermarket, purchase ingredients, and patiently wait for Emily to come home so they could cook together. 

Emily brought a dessert for Estelle every time she returned, who would eat it while watching movies, waiting for Emily to make dinner. 

Occasionally, she would help Emily with prepping and washing the veggies, but Emily thought she was too slow and would push her 

away. 

Luckily, their meals consisted of quick and easy recipes, allowing Emily to prepare them in no time at all. 

Estelle thought Emily was being modest; her cooking skills weren’t just good, they were exceptional, not worse than any hotel chef. 

Emily explained that her father used to be a chef, working his way up to head chef at a five–star hotel. Her mother married him because of his culinary skills. 

Sadly, her father later became a drug addict, which caused him to lose everything and become a completely different person. 

Estelle’s expression turned concerned as she asked, “Do you want me to assist you in finding your father? I know some people who might be able to help.” 

Emily shook her head, a somber look on her face. “He won’t change. If he were to return, it would only bring more harm to our family. My mother is better off without him.” 

Speaking in a low, heavy voice, she added, “As long as he’s alive, that’s sufficient.” 

Hearing Emily’s mix of love and hate, Estelle’s heart clenched, not knowing how to comfort her. 

Emily quickly lifted her head, tears in her eyes but still smiling optimistically, “Let’s not talk about him anymore. I’ll go wash the dishes.” 

Estelle stood up with a light smile and suggested, “Let’s do it together!” 

On Saturday, Estelle went to the Lamont family’s house. In Henson’s room, he was playing with Legos. Seeing her, he quickly stood up and went to his desk to start the lesson.