Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2703

He cradled her face in his hands. “I’m coming with you.”

Her delicate face was cupped in his large hands, revealing only her clear eyes. “What?”

Jonathan said, “I know the traditions. I’ll just accompany you to C City. You can go home after you land, and I’ll fly back to J City.”

Estelle didn't know whether to laugh or cry. “Why go through all that trouble?”

Jonathan’s gaze was deep. Though he clearly didn’t want to part, he said in a light tone, “I was afraid you’d be bored on the way. I’ll keep you company.”

Estelle was helpless against him.

Before the plane took off, Estelle called Sylvia Jarvis.

The call connected, and a girl’s soft, smiling voice came through. “Estelle!”

“Sylvia,” Estelle chuckled. “On the wedding day, I’ll be waiting for you at the estate in C City.”

Sylvia laughed. “I received the invitation and have the gift ready. Congratulations in advance to you and Mr. Lamont. However, I have a business trip to H City tomorrow, so I’m not sure if I can make it back in time. I’ll have someone deliver the gift first.”

Estelle’s voice was gentle. “No, you can definitely make it. And you must come.”

Sylvia paused before smiling. “Alright, I’ll be there.”

Estelle added, “We’ll be waiting for you.”

She said “we,” which should have referred to the bride and groom, her and Jonathan. But Sylvia knew she meant her and Gabriel.

Sylvia smiled. “I wish you all the best, Estelle.”

“Thank you.”

After hanging up, Estelle looked at Jonathan. “I think Sylvia and Mr. Winters have already broken up.”

Jonathan took her hand and placed it on his lap, his voice low and steady. “The Winters family will be there on the wedding day. Eugene Winters is the head of the family now, so he’ll definitely come in person. We’ll know then.”

“One more thing,” Estelle said, leaning against his chest with her chin on his shoulder, smiling. “I found you a groomsman.”

Estelle glanced at the people waiting for her in the distance and, with a sigh, wrapped her arms around his waist again. “Mr. Lamont, I’ll miss you.”

They hadn’t even parted, and she was already missing him.

Jonathan kissed the top of her head, his voice deep and tender. “Wait for me. I’ll come for you, my bride.”

“Jonathan,” Estelle’s voice suddenly grew thick with emotion. “I’ll wait for you.”

He held her tightly for a moment, his lips pressing a kiss to her brow, warm against her skin.

“Go home.”

Estelle closed her eyes for a second, then stepped back with a smile, waving at him. “Goodbye, Mr. Lamont!”

*The next time we see each other, I’ll be calling him my husband*, she thought.

Jonathan smiled handsomely, watching until Estelle had walked away and gotten into the car before he turned, boarded the plane, and took off for J City.