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.”

not realizing a smirk had settled upon Jonathan’s

about thirty people at any one time. Yet, there

pot of hot tea,

had always found

the hustle 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

the eventful scenes unfolding before her eyes until a familiar baritone

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 will warm you up in

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

addressing him formally as if he was a stranger. On the

Am I that old?

was about to take another sip, a crisp voice said sarcastically, “I remember clearly that back in the days, you refused to use honorifics when Old Mr. Simmons

Cough… cough…

a crimson red when he brought up the past. She choked

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

No one is fighting for the cup of tea

he didn’t startle

Moreover, she was going through a rebellious stage then. Due to that, she even threatened

was reluctant to acknowledge him as an elder

must have an elephant’s memory to remember such a thing

was still cursing him in her head, the restaurant manager knocked on the door courteously and entered

in the room to wait on the duo. However, his suggestion was rejected by Jonathan. The manager

lady must be a special someone to

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 very little because he was busy

was over,

so, it’s not exactly that bad to dine with Mr. Jonathan after all. I’m supposed to treat him to this meal, but I clearly ate more than

bill. The manager saw her and asked immediately,

me

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