Estelle rested her forehead against his chest, a smirk playing on her lips. "Back then, we had just met, and there were things I couldn't say. You can't hold that against me!" Jonathan was unimpressed. "And what if you had told me?"

Looking up, Estelle replied, "If I had, you would have started keeping your guard up around me from that moment on."

Jonathan gazed deeply at her, silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Didn't you realize that I had already fallen for you by then?"

Estelle recalled the incident at the estate. "Because of me, you fought Baldrick Anderson?"

He had come back that day, clothes stained with wine. The next day, Baldrick called in sick, and she knew they must have come to blows.

Hints of the truth had slipped through in conversations with Winnie.

"Yes!" Jonathan's gaze darkened with the falling dusk, even his tone was cool. "He said something I couldn't stand, and at that moment, I wanted to... finish him off!"

From that point on, he realized he couldn't bear anyone even imagining things about her.

They had agreed at the start that if either developed feelings for someone else, they could end their arrangement. But just the mere mention from Baldrick was unbearable for him. Jonathan then asked, "Regarding the issue with Macy, did you ever suspect I was using you?"

Estelle's eyes were calm. "No, even though Winnie warned me, I trusted you."

"Why?" Jonathan's gaze fixed on her.

Wrapping her arms around his waist, Estelle said, "You said you fell for me back then, but I had liked you even before that. The person I like is always worth my trust!"

a warmth spread through his chest, holding her

idea how grateful he was

lawn, and groups of guests were already heading over. Estelle got up. "We should head over too. After all, you're the host; you can't be late!" Jonathan smiled

eyebrow. "Yes, I'm the

velmet

hand, leading her outside want our wedding

looked towards the

you like it?" Jonathan

as she looked up at him. "I'd like it anywhere, as

squeezed her hand tighter and put the hood

*

evening air was chilly, but it couldn't dampen the spirits of

tables were

silverware, and an array of

and the rich scent of wine mixed together

girlfriend, who was attending for the first time, everyone else

everyone had

of wine and chatter began, creating a live

raised his glass. "Welcome, everyone.

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