Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2092

Jonathan wore a look of calm acceptance. "Ella's taken the brunt of it all until you came back."

Meaning, now it was Gabriel's turn.

Unfazed, Gabriel pulled out his phone, "Let's see if there are any new gigs lined up?"

The room erupted with laughter.

As they were wrapping up dinner, Estelle noticed that Sophia, sitting beside her, looked a little under the weather. She ladled some soup for her, "What's wrong?"

Sophia clutched Estelle's hand. "Estelle, could you check my forehead? Do I have a fever?"

Upon touching her brow, Estelle found it burning hot. "What's going on? I'll get someone to call a doctor!"

"What's the matter?"

Old Mr. Quintin looked over.

"Sophia's got a fever!" Estelle announced.

Everyone quieted down, their gazes filled with concern for Sophia.

Sophia waved them off, "It's nothing, no need for a doctor. I just spent a bit too long outside with Robin last night, probably caught a cold in the breeze."

Old Mr. Quintin frowned, "You know you're not the healthiest, prone to sickness. What were you doing out in the cold night air?"

Sophia, too weak to argue and feeling a bit guilty, just hung her head in silence.

After leaving the Lamont estate the previous evening, Robin had walked her home. She didn't want to part with him just yet, so they lingered outside her building.

Who would've thought that a little while under the night sky would lead to a cold!

"Should we go to the hospital, or call a doctor here?" Magdalen suggested.

"No need, really, I know my body. I get colds so often, a few pills and I'll be fine!" Sophia stood up. "I'm done eating anyway, I'm heading upstairs."

"Rest assured, I'll have someone keep an eye on her," Old Mr. Quintin promised.

Estelle nodded, said her goodbyes to Old Mr. Quintin, Gabriel, and the others, and left with Jonathan.

The snow had ceased, but the skies remained overcast. Estelle and Magdalen went their separate ways at Old Mr. Quintin's gate, each getting into their cars.

Once inside the vehicle, Jonathan helped Estelle with her seatbelt and casually checked her forehead.

Estelle smiled, "I'm not the one with a cold!"

Jonathan was concerned she might have caught something from Sophia after spending so much time upstairs, but thankfully, Estelle seemed in good health.

After the car drove off a couple of blocks, Estelle sensed something was off, "Aren't we headed back to the family estate?"

"No," Jonathan's eyes softened as he looked at her, "We're going to the Royal Mansion. I want us to be alone tonight—no interruptions."