Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 995

After saying hi to Fabian, Henson hoofed it upstairs. He didn’t head to his own room, but went to the third floor.

When he knocked and entered, the living room was lit by a single standing lamp.

Jonathan was lounging on the couch, his tall body casting a faint shadow on the dimly lit carpet.

Hearing the noise, Jonathan looked over, his face hard to read, his voice gruff and deep, “Did I wake you?”

Henson walked over, looking at the ashtray full of cigarette butts, he frowned and said, “How many smokes did you burn through?”

Jonathan got up and went to the French windows, pushing them open. A damp breeze immediately diffused the smoky smell in the room.

As Jonathan rose, Henson spotted a photo face down on the couch. Just as his curiosity was piqued, Jonathan turned back around.

Henson took a seat opposite him and said, “Uncle, your wounds have just healed, you should cut back on the smokes.”

“I

you still dig Ms. Macclain?”

“Do you know what it means

Digging someone means wanting to see her every

have a

“I’m still a kid.

mature for your age.”

leaned forward, “Uncle, if you still dig Estelle, you should go win her

slowly said, “She doesn’t dig me anymore.”

“How do

me herself.”

“Women lie!”

couldn’t help but laugh, “You reckon you know girls

I communicate

all figured out!”

asked, “Why are you studying