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.”

into the room, not realizing

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

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

always

rain, she was also captivated by the hustle and bustle of the vibrant city. Cars zoomed past the busy roads, and

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

a faint fragrant of earl grey. Jonathan waved at her. “Come on

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

formally as if he was a stranger. On the other hand, she spoke casually to

Am I that old?

back in the days, you refused to use honorifics when

Cough… cough…

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

she was all tensed up. He knew

No one is fighting for the cup of tea

if he didn’t startle me like

in the day. Moreover, she was going through a rebellious stage then. Due

as an elder because he

He must have an elephant’s memory to remember such a thing that I’ve said before and try to use

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

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

a

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

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

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

get me the

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