Chapter 30 His Considerate Words And Actions

Upon entering the restaurant, Michaela realized that Jonathan had picked a fondue shop.

As a hard core foodie, fondue was her top favorite.

When she was gazing at the falling rain through her office windows earlier on, a big pot of piping hot cheese fondue was what she was craving.

Great minds think alike! Suddenly, Michaela did not find Jonathan as annoying and frightening as he was before. In fact, she thought that he was quite friendly.

The change in perception made her feel more at ease. As soon as they entered the restaurant, someone came up to them and collected the umbrella from Jonathan’s hand. At the same time, he addressed him reverently, “Mr. Xander.”

 

“Hi, just go ahead and carry on with your work. We’ll head upstairs ourselves.”

He did not want to be bothered by anyone when he had the chance to spend quality time with Michaela.

 

“Noted.”

As the restaurant manager retreated, he took a glance at her.

Subsequently, Jonathan led Michaela to the second floor. They walked past a row of private rooms, took a few turns, and arrived at one with a striking wooden carving on its door.

Mich in My Heart.

She hesitated to take a step forward. A peculiar feeling rose within her but vanished a moment later.

“What’s wrong?” he saw her gaze fall on the block of wood and asked the obvious.

His voice snapped her back to her senses. Michaela shook her head and said, “Nothing.”

Meanwhile, a hand appeared from behind and turned the knob to open the door right before her.

Though it was a simple action, she felt like he did it on purpose, seemingly hugging her in a way. “Let’s go in.” He continued to behave indifferently.

“Okay.”

strode into the room, not realizing a

so huge that it could easily host about thirty people at any one time. Yet, there was only one

hot tea, whereas Michaela made her way to the French

had always found

and bustle of the vibrant city. Cars zoomed past the busy roads, and the pedestrians quickened their steps to get to their destinations; everyone seemed to know where they were

the eventful scenes unfolding before her eyes until a familiar baritone voice resonated behind her

around, the room was filled with a faint fragrant of earl grey. Jonathan waved at her. “Come on over and try the tea that I’ve made for you. It

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

was a stranger.

Am I that old?

said sarcastically, “I remember clearly that back in the days, you refused to use honorifics when Old Mr. Simmons insisted that you do so when talking to me. Ironically, you’ve

Cough… cough…

past. She choked on a gulp of warm tea and started coughing violently until tears

head helplessly when he saw that she was all tensed up. He knew that he was

for the cup of tea with you,” he said languidly as he approached her and gently

he didn’t startle me like

repulsed by the honorific terms back in the day. Moreover, she was going through a

to acknowledge him as an elder because he was only a

must have an elephant’s memory to remember such a thing that I’ve said

the restaurant manager knocked on the

duo. However, his suggestion was rejected by Jonathan. The

must be a

was absolutely delicious. Jonathan was very good at pairing the cheeses and keeping the burner at the most ideal temperature. Michaela enjoyed herself thoroughly. In contrast, Jonathan had

time dinner was over, it was already

Jonathan after all. I’m

bill. The manager saw her and asked

me the

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