Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2608

Grace frowned slightly. “Gab, stop talking to Sylvia like you’re interrogating her. This isn’t your unit, and not everyone is a spy you need to be wary of.”

Gabriel’s tone was indifferent. “I’m not. I’m just making conversation with Ms. Jarvis.”

Grace scoffed. “Is that what you call conversation? No wonder you’re still single in your thirties.”

Sylvia pressed her lips together and turned her head away, trying to suppress a smile. In that moment, she looked as lovely and pure as a gardenia blossom touched by a warm breeze.

Gabriel’s gaze swept over her briefly before he addressed Grace. “You and Ms. Jarvis can chat. The thing you asked me to fix isn’t done yet. I’ll be back later.”

“Alright, thank you for your hard work. I’ll be sure to reward you later,” Grace said, her tone familiar and teasing.

Gabriel shot one last look at Sylvia before turning and walking away.

Once he was gone, Grace smiled apologetically. “He grew up in the military and has been surrounded by men his whole life. He’s not used to talking to women, so he can come off a bit cold. Please don’t take it to heart.”

Sylvia smiled. “It’s fine. I’m used to it.”

“Used to it?” Grace asked, puzzled.

“I’m used to people with his kind of personality,” Sylvia said smoothly.

“He’s actually a very good person. You’ll see once you get to know him,” Grace said, taking her arm and leading her toward the villa. “Did you see your room? Let me know if there’s anything you need.”

“It’s lovely,” Sylvia replied.

After they had chatted for a while, Grace said, “I bought some clothes and sports equipment for the children. Two of my students went to town to pick everything up. They should be back by now. I’m going to go check on them.”

“Do you need help?” Sylvia asked.

“I am not fickle,” Sylvia retorted, her lips tightening.

Gabriel finally looked at her, his eyes dark against the light. “So you’ve always liked it?”

Sylvia’s eyes twinkled as she replied playfully, “Perhaps I just didn’t realize how much I liked it.”

His expression remained unchanged, but his tone grew impossibly cold. “Say that to me again. I dare you.”

Sylvia had been about to offer a sharp comeback, but the sight of his eyes, as deep and cold as a winter night, made her heart tremble. She said nothing.

After a few seconds of silence, Gabriel returned his attention to the record player.

Sylvia watched him for another moment before walking into the room and crouching down in front of him. Her gaze fell to his arm. “Have you changed the dressing on your wound?”