Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 32

Jonathan stood there, unafraid of Henson’s sneak attack, but quite startled by the girl who popped out of

nowhere.

However, he refrained from pushing her away immediately, sensing the intensity of her heartbeat. Lowering his gaze, he took note of her disheveled appearance and wet eyelashes, noticing a flicker of fear in her eyes.

Estelle saw the scar behind the man’s ear for the second time. It was already a very light pink, almost the same

as normal skin.

For a full five seconds, Jonathan stayed silent. He waited for the girl to catch her breath before teasing her, “How many times have you tried to throw yourself into my arms? Do you really want to be my wife?”

Estelle snapped back to reality, her gaze meeting the man’s sarcastic stare in the dim forest light. Blushing, she took a few steps back, offering a forced explanation. “I-I was just trying to protect you.”

Jonathan observed her evasive eyes, chuckling until her ears turned red. Then, he spoke slowly in a softer, gentler tone. “Just kidding. Carry on and enjoy yourself!”

that of cajoling

her reckless action, Estelle didn’t notice his tone and pretended to be calm as

grilled meat reached her nostrils, causing her eyebrows

started grilling fish

delicious smell instantly soothed Estelle’s uneasiness, leaving her just

his water balloons, boasting to Jonathan, “Uncle, I’m

disheveled, with wet hair and pants, while Henson

because I went easy

be the referee. We’ll keep playing until

intervened, “You two, stop fighting for now and

and happily went to the villa, teasing Estelle along

their bickering, Jonathan watched them thoughtfully. Not that Estelle didn’t hit Henson, but she aimed right at his

already set up the dining table outside the villa, complete with a

clothes while Jonathan and Henson sat down to wait for

brought over grilled

the three fish on the plate and asked Henson with a faint smile, “Which one did