Chapter 192

With a “bang,” the wine bottle shattered, and red wine poured down Baldrick’s head. He staggered backward and sat down against the desk. Blood mixed with wine looked horrifying.

Jonathan slowly approached, his black eyes filled with coldness. He half–squatted in front of Baldrick, with the sharp glass of the remaining wine bottle against his neck. His voice was slow and cold, “If you dare to go after Estelle again, I’ll kill you immediately, got it?

The shattered wine bottle was extremely sharp Baldrick, with his face covered in blood and wine, looked at Jonathan in fear and slowly nodded.

Jonathan threw the wine bottle away, slowly stood up, disdainfully and coldly glanced at him, and turned away.

Only then did Baldrick dare to shout, ‘Help! Someone!”

He shouted twice, heard someone coming upstairs, and passed out.

Jonathan returned to his villa and asked the servant where Estelle was.

Macclain is upstairs, she hasn’t

but didn’t see Estelle. His face slightly sank, and

the servants who followed,

was also stunned, “Ms. Macclain has been

her when suddenly, he thought of something

expected, Estelle was curled up on a lounger, sleeping soundly, not even aware that the book she

tense expression relaxed all at once. He couldn’t help but laugh at himself. Wasn’t he being

felt that it was inappropriate, he had already gone over to her and gently covered

slowly

front of her, raising his hand to touch her face, his voice gentle, “Does your head still hurt?” Estelle shook her head slightly, and sleepily looked at the man in front of her, “How come you got

“You don t

smiled and

you’re tired, go sleep in bed, okay?” The man’s gaze was gentle, softly coaxing

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