Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 322

Jonathan stood on the balcony, hands in his pockets, his back exuding indifference, while the towering buildings in the distance faded in the gloomy sky into a desolate, pale scene

The weather was gloomy, and the light was dim, obscuring the maris complexion.

He glanced back at the girl who had followed him and sneered, “Is that your grandpa in the hospital

room?”

Estelle’s expression remained neutra! as she lowered her gaze. “I’m sorry, I lied to you. I didn’t return to C City.”

“Who is he?” Jonathan inquired sharply.

“He’s just a friend,” Estelle replied.

Jonathan scoffed dismissively, “A friend with whom you share the same bed?”

Estelle was taken aback by his remark, her brows furrowing, but she chose not to provide any further explanation.

the night she had left, his concerns about her encountering danger in the late hours, his worries about the cousin she had mentioned, and his anxiety regarding

to find her.

turned all of Jonathan’s concerns into a joke, and her current silence doused his feelings of warmth and

are with actually has nothing to do with me! We’re not even lovers, just sleeping together at night, we can break it off

turned pale and looked

sky casting a gray shadow on his face, accentuating his sharp features. “You misunderstood our relationship and your place in it, which led you to hide things and deceive me. Frankly,

overcast, devoid of any breeze. The air felt heavy and suffocating, contributing to the unsettling

desolation of the sky. Slowly, she clenched her hands, feeling as if the buildings across the street were a roaring beast ready to pounce and engulf her

awaited an explanation from her, but she remained silent, her complexion growing even

paler.

in her defense, considering silence as her protective armor.

his lack of visible anger made him even more malicious, “If you find something or someone that makes you happier, we can break up anytime. We don’t

chest. The stifling air suddenly rushed in, squeezing her internal organs, making it difficult for her to

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man anymore, nor did she want to see him any longer. She turned around and walked away without looking back, her pace

Jonathan’s countenance contorted, resembling a ticking

pounding headache. Determined to escape the discomfort, he swiftly departed, unwilling to remain for