Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 8

Jonathan glanced at her slightly chubby baby face, fair and soft, with a faint blush spreading from the base of her ears, like a cloud flushed with twilight, revealing the innocence of her youth. She looked more like a high schooler than a college student

Feeling a bit of elder’s pity, he subdued his own irritation, waved Milo off, and said casually. “You can come down now

Estelle looked back before pretending to calmly jump down, landing behind him and avoiding eye contact with the staring dog.

Jonathan seemed to chuckle as he walked towards Milo.

She, late to realize, had been so close to him that she caught a whiff of his scent, like a cold spring in early spring, chilly and clear, with hints of wood.

He walked over to Milo, squatted and patted its neck, saying lightly, “Milo usually doesn’t attack people.”

But Estelle sensed something off in his words-what did he mean? Didn’t she look like a good person?

Only then did she realize he had a purebred adult German Shepherd, even bigger and more intimidating than most.

She looked down and adopted his indifferent attitude, “How familiar,. You can hear it all the time in the news where innocent people get bitten by dogs.”

Jonathan paused, his dark eyes flicking over, and let out a scoff, “A little girl with such a sarcastic tone!”

Estelle was about to retort when Norah, with a big smile, came running down the stairs, “Estelle, you’re here!”

Norah had worn delicate makeup, she greeted Estelle warmly and introduced her, “My parents aren’t home, and we don’t have a lot of people coming here. This is my uncle, whom you met yesterday. Just call him ‘Uncle!”

Estelle looked at Jonathan with a surprised expression, but kept her lips sealed.

Jonathan, seemingly holding a grudge for the previous remark, gave her a cold look, “No greetings for your elders? I’m starting to doubt your qualifications as a tutor.”

Norah, clueless about Jonathan’s issue with Estelle, shot him a warning look, which he ignored.

Estelle took a deep breath, finally squeezing out a begrudging. “Uncle!”

Jonathan gave a noncommittal grunt and sat down on the sofa with Milo.

she observed Jonathan’s arrogant demeanor, Estelle suddenly believed the rumors that he used to be the big

to meet him.”

the wooden floor, Estelle couldn’t help but notice how cozy the man and his

study for any trace of his former master, even as Jonathan had long found a

turned the corner, Norah apologized, “I’m sorry Estelle, I didn’t mean to put you in an awkward situation on your first visit. You might don’t know my uncle. But he is very protective. You called him uncle today, and

to herself, she wouldn’t

polite

not have been close in school, but I’ve always admired you and wanted us

beamed, “We’re

Norah reached out to take Estelle’s hand, though

room, Norah knocked and called out,

Norah pushed the door straight

opened to a small foyer, to the right a bathroom and to the left the bedroom, decorated in a style that boys

on the couch, playing games on a tablet, not looking up at their

your new tutor, and she’s my friend. Do not bully her, got

noncommittal “oh” before resuming

not wanting Estelle to get discouraged, “My brother can

worry!” Estelle gave her a

Norah was

into her phone, then said in a low voice, “I had an appointment,

that even if she was kicked out of the Lamont

left, and Estelle walked around the room before stopping at Henson’s desk, where his untouched

to him and said softly, “You don’t do your homework and make a

they left, his tutor had resigned, obviously Henson was deliberately

a dark look that was too malicious for his age, “Mind your own business, or I’ll make sure you won’t last a

flinch, insisting, “Rebellion is a childish way to seek parental

tablet and refused to

Estelle said, “You’re playing games. How about doing your homework first, then I’ll

me for being childish, and now you’re trying to trick me like a child. Are all you

“Excuse me, I’m still a kid

snicker when he saw her serious face, so he turned his head and let out a little laugh. Estelle rolled her eyes and took out her phone, “Forget it, I don’t have the skills to handle this, but since I’m

Henson eyed her suspiciously.