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 a

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

she turned, a waft of grilled meat reached

had already started grilling fish and brought out marinated

Estelle’s uneasiness, leaving her just

boasting to Jonathan, “Uncle, I’m

the more disheveled, with wet hair and

went easy on

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

“You two, stop fighting for

to the villa, teasing Estelle along the

thoughtfully. Not that Estelle didn’t hit Henson, but she aimed right

complete with a gold tablecloth, exquisite tableware, and blooming tulips. Even a casual outdoor meal was

inside to change clothes while Jonathan

brought over grilled fish

the plate and asked