Chapter 63

Estelle nodded and sat down on the sofa next to him.

This was her first time in the master bedroom, which was much larger than the side bedroom. There was a separate small den near the balcony that had a sofa and a bookshelf.

Jonathan took a sip of the tea and tumed to look at Estelle, asking softly, “The guy in the hallway today, was he confessing his love to you?”

The sofa was wide, so Estelle put her feet up and nodded, “Yeah.”

Jonathan held the tea, recalling the scene, “He was quite a handsome guy, did you say yes?”

Estelle responded indifferently. “No.”

The man asked, “Why not? Don’t you like him?”

Estelle kept her expressionless face, “I’m afraid that if I accept him, I’ll lose this cheap rental deal on this place.”

and because he had been drinking, his

with your beauty, you don’t have to worry about not having a place to live.” Estelle looked back at him, “I just want a

man narrowed his eyes, “What

that I like would be

voice lower and with a hint of seduction, “Do you

hesitated for a moment,

you like me, or the happiness

answered. “I like the

and he said in a low tone, “Remember your answer today, because if your answer was ‘me, both the house‘ and ‘happiness‘ will be

him quietly without saying

the scent of alcohol still lingering on his lips. She closed her eyes

and kissed her as he held

he was not out of control, just

stopped and hoarsely asked her,

her head slightly, her forehead against

along her delicate profile to

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