Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362 

Jonathan’s gaze turned cold, and he looked at her indifferently, “What are you trying to say?” 

Hattie blushed and spoke softly, “Mr. Lamont, I just want to tell you that even though it was only for one night, I consider myself to be yours and won’t get involved with anyone else.” 

A touch of frost appeared on Jonathan’s face, “Are you asking me to take responsibility?” 

Hattie shook her head anxiously, “No, I never thought of making you responsible for me! I know you’ve already taken care of me, and I won’t expect anything I shouldn’t. But… 

Her eyes lowered, and a mixture of shyness and sexiness laced her soft voice, “If you have any sexual needs, I’m always available. Not for Mr. Daly’s role, or for fame, but simply out of admiration. for you.” 

Jonathan looked at her indifferently, his eyes cold and distant, unaffected by her words. 

The night at Sapphire Hotel, although he wasn’t sober, he still remembered some bits, and she was his first woman! 

But for some reason, now when he looked at Hattie, even when she purposely leaned toward him, he felt no desire, and instead, an irritation and disgust grew in his heart. 

Hattie saw that he was staring at her but not speaking, thinking that he was moved, she leaned forward again, gently resting her head on his bent knees, “Mr. Lamont…” 

Jonathan frowned, moved his legs suddenly, and just before he was about to speak, Hattie looked up in panic and blurted out, “Ms. Macclain?” 

Estelle walked out from behind the bookshelf, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you.” 

Jonathan’s heart skipped a beat when he saw her, and he wondered: She was here all along? Did she hear everything? 

Estelle’s face remained calm, and she walked out of the room. 

Jonathan’s panic instantly turned into uncontrolled anger, seeing Estelle’s calm and emotionless face. He realized that she didn’t care! 

She didn’t care about him and Hattie having been together. No jealousy, no surprise, no envy, as if it had nothing to do with her at all. His composure crumbled at the thought. 

Her calmness was like a slap in his face, making all his reactions look like a joke. 

He told her to know her place, but he himself was like a clown. 

Estelle walked swiftly, and soon disappeared from Jonathan’s sight, only to spot a figure resembling Manley across the corridor. She was about to approach him when a girl ran towards Manley, “Manley!” 

Estelle slowed down her pace. 

Manley had his back to her, she couldn’t see his expression, but his voice sounded like he was in a good mood, “Oh, you’re here too?”