Chapter 47

Estelle knew what Magdalen was asking and tried to play it cool, “It’s okay”

“What about any fetishes? Does he have any?” Magdalen continued to pry.

Estelle’s ears began to feel hot as she searched through her chaotic memory, “I don’t think so.”

Magdalen felt more at ease and took a small box from her purse, throwing it to Estelle, “If you’re not looking to get pregnant right now, take one of these each time. They’re safe and have no side effects, but it’s best to have him take precautions just in case.”

Estelle’s gaze fell upon the box, and she hesitated for a moment before opening it. Without further delay, she picked up one pill and placed it in her mouth.

Memories flooded her mind as she recalled the tragic car accident that claimed the lives of her adoptive parents when she was only four years old. Since then, she had been sent to an orphanage, and it was Magdalen who had taught her about women’s physiology, emotions, and sexuality, filling the gaps in her understanding.

The two of them were close friends, teachers, and family for each other.

and entered the room which was the same as when Estelle left. Jonathan hadn’t

of them put down their

Western restaurant was opposite them, and they chose a window-side

you hire a maid since Jonathan isn’t around much, and you don’t know how to cook?”

casually cut her steak without looking up. “Because of my identity as a poor student, it’s more or less acceptable for me to rent a room just because I can afford it. But hiring a maid would

do you plan to hide

he said that night made it

with the flow,” Estelle said

doesn’t come here often, but the room is clean. There must be a regular cleaning lady. As for the food, I can cook,”

Well, at least it’s just for yourself. But no worries, I’ll treat you

slightly as a hint of self-doubt crept in. “I suppose my cooking skills could

couldn’t help but stifle a laugh, pretending to exude confidence. “Of course, of course! I have complete faith

got two invites.

“I received two as

design studio partner, and the other for the president

a bite of her foie gras, “So, do

head, “I wasn’t

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