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.”

realizing a smirk had settled upon

it could easily host about thirty people at any one time.

went ahead to make a pot of hot tea, whereas Michaela made her

always found them

rain, she was also captivated by 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;

so engrossed in the eventful scenes unfolding before her eyes until a familiar

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

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

kept on addressing him formally as if he was a stranger. On the other hand,

Am I that old?

darkened. Right when Michaela 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 title once

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red when he brought up the past. She choked on a gulp of warm tea and started coughing violently

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

you drink so fast? No one is fighting for the cup of tea with you,” he said languidly as he approached her and

he didn’t startle me like

the day. Moreover, she was going

to acknowledge him as an elder because he was only a

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

head, the restaurant manager knocked on the door courteously and entered the room

he intended to leave two waiters in the room to wait on the duo. However, his suggestion was rejected by

lady must be a

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 tending

the time dinner was

that bad to dine with Mr. Jonathan after all. I’m supposed to treat him to this

she came up with an excuse to go downstairs, wanting to foot the bill. The manager saw her and asked immediately, “Is

me the

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