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!”

like that of cajoling

didn’t notice his tone

turned, a waft of grilled meat reached her nostrils, causing her eyebrows

servants had already started grilling fish and brought out marinated beef

soothed Estelle’s uneasiness, leaving her just

refilled his water balloons, boasting to Jonathan,

was the more disheveled, with wet hair

easy

uncle be the referee. We’ll keep playing until you

stop fighting for now and go

and happily went to the

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

had already set up the dining table outside the villa, complete with a gold tablecloth, exquisite tableware, and blooming tulips. Even a casual outdoor meal

inside to change clothes while Jonathan and Henson sat down

chef brought over grilled fish

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