Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42

The following morning, Estelle awakened to the brightness streaming in through the windows. As she opened her eyes and surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings, memories of the previous night flooded her mind.

She turned her head, and she was the only one on the bed.

A sudden thought crossed her mind: Did Jonathan jump out the window and run away?

Nope, because she soon heard his voice.

Estelle looked in the direction of the sound and saw the man standing on the balcony with his back to her, talking on the phone.

Jonathan was wearing a bathrobe, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and long legs were undoubtedly attractive even just from his silhouette.

He was asking Millard, “How much longer is the agreement with the Macclain family?”

Estelle silently calculated to herself a little over a month.

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On the other end of the phone, Millard gave him the exact number of days.

Jonathan’s voice was indifferent, “Contact the Macclain family, terminate the agreement early, and get the paperwork done in the next two days.”

He thought it was simple: he had already given the Macclain family what they wanted. Although he had never met Ms. Macclain and had no feelings for her, he had respected the marriage enough during his three years. abroad, not crossing any lines.

Now that he was back in his home country, the first time he was forced, and this time, for whatever reason, he had violated the principle of loyalty in marriage, it was not right to keep delaying Ms. Macclain’s life.

As Estelle watched the man’s back, she couldn’t help but mutter, “What a jerk, just after sleeping with me, and now he wants to divorce me!”

As she mumbled in annoyance, the man concluded his phone call and entered the room. Their gazes locked momentarily, his demeanor composed while Estelle feigned composure of her own. “Do you have any spare pajamas I could borrow?” she asked casually.

They weren’t in a hotel, with the room having a grayish-white tone and simple decorations. It looked like a temporary apartment Jonathan used for resting.

Jonathan went out and quickly came back, holding a white shirt in his hand, “Someone will bring clothes over later, put this on for now.”

“Okay, thank you!” Estelle nodded.

As Jonathan turned away, he heard Estelle rustling behind him.

Estelle averted her gaze, deep in thought. She couldn’t help but acknowledge that certain things seemed too coincidental, such as the events of the previous night. She found herself unable to provide a logical explanation for what had transpired.

Jonathan took her silence as confirmation and asked, “What do you want?”

Estelle looked up quickly, “I won’t make you take responsibility.”

Jonathan laughed, “Do you think I’m saying this to shirk responsibility?”

He got up and walked over to her, stopping right by the head of the bed. With his arms supporting him on either side of Estelle, he leaned down and stared at her intently, “What do you want, little girl?”

Despite considering herself to possess good self-control, Estelle found herself completely captivated by the man’s alluring demeanor. In a moment of vulnerability, she stared into his eyes, her mind going blank as she blurted out her genuine desires, “I… I want a home. She wanted his Villa del Sol, and she was willing to negotiate the price!

Jonathan lowered his head, looking at her pink lips, and spoke softly. “You have a grandfather?”

Estelle nodded lightly.