Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 1075

Chapter 1075

Estelle was fast asleep, her long lashes still moist from the bath, gently resting on his chest. Jonathan’s fingers were lightly stroking Estelle’s cheek, giving off a sigh of

satisfaction.

When Estelle woke up, it was already bright daylight. The curtains of the bedroom were not closed, and the sunlight was shining on her delicate face.

Her long eyelashes quivering slightly, she opened her eyes, and saw the handsome face of the man close at hand.

Jonathan was lying on his side looking at her, seemingly just woke up too. His robe was loosely tied, and there was a lazy look in his eyes. He smiled at her gently, “Morning, babe.”

Estelle’s gaze gradually became clear. She wrapped a bathrobe around her and got up to get her clothes.

When she came out of the walk-in closet, Jonathan was setting up breakfast. He turned his head to look at her, “Come have breakfast.”

“I’m not hungry!” Estelle said indifferently.

Jonathan raised an eyebrow, “Be good, eat breakfast, then I’ll take you home.”

“Jonathan!” Estelle frowned, “Don’t forget what you said last night.”

Jonathan grined, “Estelle, did you agree to stay because I said we don’t owe each other anything from the moment on?”

“Of course!” Estelle answered immediately.

Jonathan moved closer to her, staring at her face, and said in a low voice, “Have you ever thought that you agreed to stay so easily, maybe because you like me too?” Estelle’s eyes widened slightly, her lips pursed, her voice a few degrees, lower, “You’re overthinking it!

“Alright, maybe I am.” Jonathan didn’t argue with her, just glanced at his watch, “If you go downstairs now, you might just bump into Charlie. What do you think he’d think seeing you coming out of here early in the morning?”

Estelle looked at the white pill, suddenly remembering a few days ago when Jonathan brought her back, he gave her the same pill in the middle of the night.

Was he that worried she’ll get pregnant?

A sense of despair rose in Estelle’s heart, but her expression didn’t change. She put the pill in her mouth.

She was more scared of getting pregnant than he was.

Jonathan watched her finish, poured her another glass of water, then turned to get her coat.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you home.”

Two days later, on Saturday.