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.”

room, not realizing

about thirty people at any one time. Yet, there was only one

make a pot of hot tea, whereas Michaela made her way to the French

always found them

Cars zoomed past the busy roads, and the pedestrians quickened their steps to get to

was so engrossed in the eventful scenes unfolding before her eyes

the room was filled with a faint fragrant of earl grey. Jonathan waved at her. “Come on over

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

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 insisted that you do so when talking to me. Ironically, you’ve not dropped the

Cough… cough…

She choked on a gulp of warm

head helplessly when he saw that she was all

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

if he didn’t startle me

terms back in the day. Moreover, she was going through a rebellious stage then. Due to that, she even threatened Jonathan

reluctant to acknowledge him as an elder because he was only a few

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

head, the restaurant manager knocked on the

dishes, he intended to leave two waiters in the room to wait on the duo. However, his suggestion was rejected by Jonathan. The manager was astounded to see the latter rolling up his sleeves, ready to serve his guest

must be a special someone to Mr.

and keeping the burner at the most ideal temperature. Michaela enjoyed herself thoroughly. In contrast, Jonathan had very little because he was

the time dinner was over, it was already

with Mr. Jonathan after all. I’m supposed to treat him to this meal, but I

she came up with an excuse to go downstairs, wanting to foot the bill. The manager saw her and asked immediately, “Is there anything that I can help you with,

get me

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