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.”

Then, he spoke slowly in a softer, gentler tone. “Just kidding. Carry

was like that of cajoling

notice his tone and pretended to be calm as she

a waft of grilled meat reached her nostrils, causing her eyebrows to raise

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

Estelle’s uneasiness, leaving her

his water balloons, boasting to Jonathan, “Uncle, I’m getting more and

wet hair and pants, while Henson had no traces of being attacked

easy on you!” Estelle

We’ll

fighting for now and go

happily went to the

watched them thoughtfully. Not that Estelle didn’t hit Henson, but she aimed right at

table outside the villa, complete with a gold tablecloth, exquisite tableware, and blooming tulips. Even a casual outdoor meal was made

Jonathan and Henson sat down

over grilled

three fish on the plate and asked

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