Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2049

Linda's deep blue eyes narrowed as she fixed Lambert with a glare that could chill a glass of bourbon. "I heard you brought a woman into the castle. We're about to get engaged, and I must say, the news doesn't sit well with me!"

She was aware that he had his dalliances, but that was all out there, beyond the castle walls. Bringing someone home was a direct affront to her.

She adored the castle and had dreams of their wedding taking place within its storied halls.

No other woman was to set foot as a resident in this castle before she officially moved in.

"We haven't engaged yet," Lambert retorted with a scoff. "You have no right to meddle in my affairs just yet!"

Jealousy flared across Linda's face. "Do you fancy that woman?"

Lambert nodded without hesitation. "Yes, I love her dearly."

Linda's chest heaved with barely contained fury. "Is she beautiful? I want to meet her!"

"Don't you dare disturb her," Lambert replied with a glacial tone. "I will speak with my father about calling off the engagement. Who I have by my side is none of your business. You may leave now."

Linda gaped at him, incredulity and scorn mingling in her voice. "I heard she's from C Country. You're going to marry her? Would your father even approve?"

"It's me who's marrying her, not my father. Why would I need his approval?" Lambert's gaze was icy as he looked at Linda. "You can leave now."

With that, Lambert turned his back and walked away, his indifference clear as day.

Out of humiliation and anger, Linda's delicate features flushed a deep shade of red. She was the prized daughter of the Holder family, unaccustomed to such slights.

She turned to a servant nearby. "Where is that woman?"

The servant replied, "Heard she's injured and staying on the castle's third floor."

"I want to see her. I'll personally drive her out!" Linda declared, anger lacing her words.

The servant advised, "Miss Linda, perhaps you should take a step back to move forward. Provoking Mr. Brennan won't do you any favors in joining the Brennan family."

Estelle had slept the afternoon away and was gently roused by Jonathan as evening approached.

Jonathan sat at the edge of the bed, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on her forehead. "Nightmares?"

Estelle's eyes were groggy, but her expression was peaceful. "No, didn't dream a thing."

Jonathan's eyes softened as he tenderly kissed her chin. "Not even a dream about me?"

Estelle smiled, her eyes half-closed. "With you being so fierce? That would have been a nightmare."

Jonathan's brow furrowed, and he kissed her, this time with a hint of playful aggression.

After a moment, Estelle, panting slightly, looked toward the window. "Is it getting dark already?"

Jonathan's forehead pressed against hers. "The castle's butler came by earlier with an invitation for you. It seems Lambert's fiancée is hosting a dinner party and wants you to attend."