Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 882

Carson and Charlie were downing beers at another bar when they got a video. Carson was taken aback, "Is that Estelle?"

In the dimly lit video, Estelle was dressed to kill. If it wasn't for her unmistakable face, he wouldn't have believed it was her!

Charlie frowned and shared the video in their group chat, "Estelle, is that you? You're badass! Need backup?"

He knew Estelle wouldn't see the message at this point. It wasn't for her anyway, it was for Jonathan!

He was curious to see if Jonathan really had moved on?

Jonathan was having dinner at home, and Yvonne was there too.

Yvonne had been quite diligent these days, bringing over food flown in from abroad in the afternoon. Cathrine invited her to stay for dinner.

She sat opposite Jonathan, chatting elegantly with Cathrine, but her eyes occasionally drifted towards Jonathan.

Jonathan ate his meal quietly. Just as he finished and was about to stand up, a group message popped up on his phone.

He opened it and took a glance. In the video, under the dim light, Estelle was seated at the bar, flanked by two tall men.

She was wearing a black polo shirt and a super short skirt, looking cool and sexy. Even though her cap was obscuring her features, Jonathan knew it was Estelle at first glance.

In the second video, Magdalen was already brawling with the guys. Hearing Magdalen's call, Estelle downed her drink and got up heading towards Magdalen.

The video was short and ended there.

Jonathan's expression was icy, he abruptly stood up, "I'm full, I have to leave first!"

Geoffrey Lamont said solemnly, "I think Yvonne is quite nice!"

Amiee who was eating suddenly spoke, "I don't like Yvonne, neither does Jonathan!"

"Weren't you fond of Yvonne before?"

Henson lowered his head unhappily, "Not anymore!"

Just as Jonathan was about to drive off, he was stopped by Yvonne. Yvonne didn't hesitate to open the car door and hop in, "I'm coming with you!"

Jonathan glanced at her with an indifferent expression on his face, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.