Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 1321

Chapter 1321

He gently stood up, passionately kissing her cheek, his voice husky: “Babe, I love you!”

Estelle responded to him, her voice soft and seductive.

Jonathan rose from the water, lost in his emotions, as he kissed her.

In the deep of the night, Jonathan’s sleep was restless. He’d often wake up, see Estelle in his arms, and kiss her gently. This real feeling would help him fall asleep again.

As dawn broke, it started raining outside. The rain tapping on the window disturbed Estelle, and she frowned.

Jonathan comforted her, gently stroking her forehead and whispering soothingly, “It’s still dark outside, sleep a bit more; I’m here.”

Estelle leaned into his embrace, and her breathing quickly became steady.

Jonathan, however, couldn’t sleep. He listened to the rain outside, holding her, not feeling annoyed but utterly peaceful.

He wished the dawn would never come and the rain would never stop, this moment could be eternal.

When dawn broke, Estelle woke up, too sleepy to open her eyes. Lying in his arms, she asked in a small voice, “Are you going for a run?”

Jonathan kissed her cheek, whispering. “It’s raining: I won’t go, you can sleep a bit more.”

Estelle was as thrilled as if she had won a prize, she didn’t even open her eyes and just continued to sleep.

When she woke up again, it was almost eight, it was still raining outside, the sky was gloomy, and the room was dark

The door opened, and Jonathan brought a glass of milk and placed it on the bedside, gently stroking her face. “Mr. Tucker called just now, shooting is paused due to the rain, you don’t have to go.”

“Really?” Estelle squinted her eyes and smiled.

“Mm!” Jonathan answered, taking her out from under the blanket into his arms, “Drink something, if you want to sleep, continue sleeping”

He picked up the milk from the side and put it on her lips.

Still worried, he put down his laptop and went to the kitchen to check.

Estelle had changed into a simple home outfit: a light blue T-shirt, denim shorts, her hair in a loose ponytail, and boiling water in the kitchen.

She looked fresh and elegant, more like a student than the first time he met her in J City.

Her denim shorts accentuated her slim waist perfectly, and below were her long legs.

Jonathan’s gaze deepened, his voice low. “What flavor are you making?”

Was she this confident because she secretly went to the food street restaurant and leamed from the chef?

Estelle turned around, holding two packs of instant pasta in her hands, confidently showing him, “Do you want this flavor or this one?”

Jonathan was shocked and speechless