Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 1869

Estelle glared at him, "Mr. Lamont, you need to understand that the choice is mine to make."

Jonathan's brow creased slightly, "Ella, it's time for you to head home. We've only had two days together and now we're facing a goodbye."

His tone was steady, yet the deep abyss of his eyes always seemed to convey a trace of melancholy, and his mention of parting struck a chord in Estelle's heart.

She took a deep breath and pulled out the lingerie, "Just once!"

Jonathan lifted the garment curiously, "Isn't it a one-time thing? You planned to wear it more than once?"

Estelle was speechless.

She shouldn't have said that.

As he held the lingerie, Jonathan's gaze grew intense, and he scooped Estelle into his arms, "Don't worry, you won't have to lift a finger. I'm more than happy to help you out!"

Estelle flipped over, wrapping her legs around his waist and suddenly asking, "Do they make these for men too?"

Just out of curiosity!

Jonathan immediately denied, "Nope!"

"Maybe I'll ask Magdalen some other day, mmmh."

Estelle's question was silenced by his lips, which also smothered all her curiosity back .

Tonight, Mr. Lamont's sweet nothings were exceptionally tender, seemingly to comfort and soothe Estelle. Of course, the ferocity hidden beneath the gentleness was still enough to send shivers down her spine.

When Estelle was gently laid on the bed, Jonathan leaned down and seized the moment while her consciousness was hazy to ask in a husky whisper, "Ever had feelings for Manley?"

"Hmm?" Estelle's eyes were slightly unfocused.

"In those two years abroad, did you ever feel something for him?" Jonathan's gaze was intense, with a stormy undercurrent swirling in his eyes.

Estelle's trembling hand cradled his face and her eyes was shimmering with tears as she shook her head, "No, I had you in my heart. How could I fall for someone else?"

"Hello?" Estelle asked, with her eyes still closed.

"Ella, time to get up!" Magdalen's crisp and cheerful voice shattered the morning calm.

Estelle's lips curved into a faint smile, "You're up early today. That's not very Morrison-like of you."

"Early?" Magdalen sounded puzzled, "It's already ten in the morning!"

Estelle opened her eyes in shock, greeted by the sight of Jonathan lying beside her, holding his phone in one hand while resting his forehead on another hand; his robe hanged open to reveal his broad shoulders and a collarbone marked by intimate redness... The morning sunlight poured into his dark pupils, reflecting a lustrous glow.

Elegance and sensuality blended to perfection!

The phone pressed to Estelle's ear seemed to carry the warmth of his palm, making her freshly awakened expression appear somewhat dazed.

Magdalen asked with a laugh, "Did you like the gift from yesterday? Actually, I should be asking Jonathan if he liked it?"

Before Estelle could respond, Jonathan blurted with his eyebrow raising and his lips parting slightly, "Tell her, I loved it!"