Chapter 39 Into The Den Of A Lion

Jonathan turned to Michaela again after hanging up the call.

Michaela had just washed her face, so wet strands of hair clung to her forehead. Her bare face was fair and smooth like porcelain, and her cheeks flushed like peach blossoms.

Even though she tried her best to hide it, Jonathan could see that her eyes were red and knew she had just cried.

It pained him to know that Michaela had cried. Since Michaela did not say anything, Jonathan decided not to expose her. Instead, he caressed her hair and asked softly, “Are you hungry?”

“Why did my mom call you, Mr. Jonathan?” Michaela asked.

 

Jonathan regarded her quietly. His eyes were dark and gloomy, but his tone sounded gentle. “Do you want Mdm. Simmons to hear your voice hoarse from crying? Or, do you wish to pour your sorrow onto her?”

Michaela was stunned by his response. She looked down quickly and did not reply.

 

Is he helping me because he knows I don’t want my mother to worry?

Jonathan noticed a subtle change in her expression and smiled. He pulled her by her wrist and walked out of the bedroom. “Let me show you your room!”

It worked as Jonathan expected. He easily distracted Michaela from the topic with just a few words.

He would never tell Michaela that he was working hard to please her mother and fight for the chance to be with Michaela.

Meanwhile, Michaela was stunned as she followed Jonathan. She could not resist looking down at their tightly held hands.

It looked like an adult holding a child’s hand. She felt warmed by the gesture and was aware of how her heart was racing.

They had only taken a few steps when Jonathan suddenly stopped. Michaela quickly withdrew her hand and shook her head in a refusal. “You don’t have to trouble yourself. I think I will stay in Grandpa’s house.”

Jonathan did not say anything but opened the door to the opposite room. Then, he looked at her with dark eyes and said, “Didn’t you hear it just now? Mdm. Simmons said you should stay here with me while she is away. You don’t want Mdm. Simmons to worry about you, right?”

Michaela into the room

and realized the room had the same design as Jonathan’s room across the corridor. Even

felt like she and Jonathan were living in the same room. Somehow, it seemed

Michaela’s heart to skip a

other things are clean. Feel free to use everything here,

away? Although this

and leveled his gaze with her. He seemed to

close that Michaela could feel his breath. She instinctively took a step back. Then, she pondered for a moment before

thus for guests. However, you are under my

seemed to see through her and made her feel like she

soothing voice sent tremors through her heart. Michaela suddenly felt nervous and tightened the grip on her shirt. Then, she

that’s not necessary!” Michaela

urge to hug her. He did

goal. Since Michaela was now by his side, he had plenty of

girl! Let’s go downstairs to have dinner!” Jonathan

the bedroom, Michaela finally breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against

looked troubled as she realized this was only their

do. I must find a chance to convince Mom to

not left. He was standing at the corner of

of the room. He watched Michaela keeping her gaze to the floor as she hurried past him and walked down

stairwell when they saw Wayne smiling at them

you, Wayne,” Jonathan

good mood. It seems Shappiray Mansion

table. Michaela was about to head to the other end, but Jonathan quickly grabbed her hand. “Where are you going?

and felt her heart skip. However, before she could refuse Jonathan, he looked

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