Chapter 32

Jonathan stood there, unafraid of Henson’s sneak attack, but quite startled by the girl who popped out of

nowhere.

However, he refrained from pushing her away immediately, sensing the intensity of her heartbeat. Lowering his gaze, he took note of her disheveled appearance and wet eyelashes, noticing a flicker of fear in her eyes.

Estelle saw the scar behind the man’s ear for the second time. It was already a very light pink, almost the same

as normal skin.

For a full five seconds, Jonathan stayed silent. He waited for the girl to catch her breath before teasing her, “How many times have you tried to throw yourself into my arms? Do you really want to be my wife?”

Estelle snapped back to reality, her gaze meeting the man’s sarcastic stare in the dim forest light. Blushing, she took a few steps back, offering a forced explanation. “I-I was just trying to protect you.”

her ears turned red. Then, he spoke slowly in a softer, gentler tone. “Just

that of cajoling

Estelle didn’t notice his tone

waft of grilled meat reached her nostrils,

had already started grilling fish and brought out marinated beef and venison from the

soothed Estelle’s uneasiness, leaving her just

to Jonathan, “Uncle, I’m getting

with wet hair

I went easy on

the referee. We’ll keep playing until you

two, stop fighting for now and

went to the villa, teasing Estelle along

to their bickering, Jonathan watched them thoughtfully. Not that Estelle didn’t hit Henson, but

already set up the dining table outside the villa, complete with a gold tablecloth, exquisite

to change clothes while Jonathan and

over grilled fish and

glanced at the three fish on the plate and asked Henson with a faint

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