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

room was so huge that it could easily host about thirty

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

had always

hustle and bustle of the vibrant city. Cars zoomed past the busy roads, and the pedestrians quickened their steps to get to

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

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.”

him formally as if he was a stranger. On

Am I that old?

the days, you refused to use honorifics when

Cough… cough…

was flushed a crimson red when he brought up the past. She choked on a gulp of warm

that she was all tensed up.

drink so fast? No one is fighting for the cup of tea with you,” he said

wouldn’t have panicked if he didn’t startle

honorific terms back in the day. Moreover, she was

an elder

take it seriously? He must have an elephant’s memory to remember such

her head, the restaurant manager knocked on the door

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

a special

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

the time dinner was over, it was

that bad to dine with Mr. Jonathan after all. I’m

go downstairs, wanting to foot the bill. The manager saw

get me the

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