Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 142

Estelle lowered her gaze and smiled faintly, “Well, you still have exams in half a month. What am I going to do after that?” Henson let out a silent sigh of relief, but still remarked, “Even when school starts, I’ll still have to see you every weekend!”

Estelle didn’t say anything. She really wanted to quit after teaching this semester. She hadn’t seen Jonathan these past few times she came to the Lamont family.

She thought maybe Jonathan didn’t want to see her, so he deliberately avoided the times when she came.

If that was the case, there’s no point in being enemies.

Henson started answering the questions on the exam papers and said casually, “Are you gonna show my paper to my uncle today? I advise you not to.”

“Why?” Estelle asked.

While writing, Henson said, “My uncle hasn’t been in a good mood these days. I don’t even dare to talk to him. It’s better for you to keep your distance.”

she asked

head, “Who knows? He’s been in a bad mood lately, going out early and coming back late. Yesterday, he scolded someone from the company on the phone and got really angry. I haven’t

must be something with the company. It might be solved in a few

didn’t say anything else and

earlier than usual, entering the door before nine o’clock.

his gloomy face, they didn’t dare and just

up to the third floor and answered a phone call as he

you?” Charlie asked.

the light, and his voice

Chuck specifically called me to find out what happened. I told him men also have a few days in a month when they’re down and lost, so they

more, and I’ll

from Manley’s group got drunk and said that Manley played a trick on a young girl a few days ago. He told her it was his girlfriend’s birthday

which was in the process of adjusting his tie, froze mid–action,

girl beside you, right? So you wronged her; she was also tricked by Manley. Stop being mad at her!” Jonathan’s eyes flashed, and he casually observed as if the moonlight had fallen on the dark lake, causing a faint ripple. He took off his tie and threw it on the sofa, snorting, “It’s her own

tone, laughing lightly, “That girl looks so innocent. She can’t compete with that foxy Manley in playing tricks! And you’re really mad