Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 397

Jonathan and Henson were playing baseball, while Estelle watched from the sidelines for a bit. She noticed that Jonathan kept glancing at her now and then, so worried that Hensonwould catch on, she didn’t dare watch anymore and went back to sit in the resting area.

She took out her phone and saw that there was still time, so she played sudoku for a bit.

The late summer sun was no longer scorching, but as it shone through the glass window, it still felt blazing hot.

Jonathan played, occasionally catching Estelle’s glance. The afternoon sunlight fell on the girl, enveloping her in a bright glow.

He could almost see the wisps of hair fluttering near her temples, her long and dark eyelashes, and her flawless, rosy cheeks.

The light seemed to reflect into his heart, sweeping away all the shadows deep within.

Estelle played two rounds of sudoku, put down her phone, and got up to go to the bathroom.

Henson, who had been practicing with a private coach for an hour and then with Jonathan for over half an hour, was sweaty and ran to the resting area for a drink. Jonathan came over, sat down on the sofa, and laughed, “Not bad, you’re, improving!”

determination, “I’m aiming for

so he encouraged him, “You

it and saw it was Estelle’s phone. The screen was still on,

at the screen and frowned, watching as

Xavier?

were still playing. Henson didn’t mind getting tired as he was determined to win the championship, so he continued to train. Estelle picked up her phone and saw the message from Xavier. Suddenly thinking about

tonight, something came up. Won’t be able to join

Emily’s cooking, Estelle gave up learning to cook and either went to Emily’s for dinner or stayed at

ask her if she’s coming so he could prepare a meal

playing sudoku, her eyes now

and Henson played another hour, and it started to

for them in separate cars. Jonathan turned to Henson without looking at Estelle, “I have something

walked towards Millard’s car

feeling, sensing

eye, Jonathan was in the car, which Millard drove away,

the way, Henson chatted excitedly about how great his uncle was. If he could survive Jonathan, beating other students would be