Chapter 63

Estelle nodded and sat down on the sofa next to him.

This was her first time in the master bedroom, which was much larger than the side bedroom. There was a separate small den near the balcony that had a sofa and a bookshelf.

Jonathan took a sip of the tea and tumed to look at Estelle, asking softly, “The guy in the hallway today, was he confessing his love to you?”

The sofa was wide, so Estelle put her feet up and nodded, “Yeah.”

Jonathan held the tea, recalling the scene, “He was quite a handsome guy, did you say yes?”

Estelle responded indifferently. “No.”

The man asked, “Why not? Don’t you like him?”

if I accept him, I’ll lose this

chuckled, and because he had been drinking, his voice was low and mellow, sounding

moved closer to her, lifted her chin with his hand, his eyes full of affection, “You know, with your beauty, you don’t have

his eyes, “What is a

that I like

a hint of

moment, then

or the happiness

answered. “I like

as if he was satisfied with her answer, and he said in a low tone, “Remember your answer today, because if your answer was ‘me, both the house‘ and ‘happiness‘ will

quietly without saying a

her, the scent of alcohol still lingering on his lips. She closed her eyes and

her as he held her

he was not out of

stopped and hoarsely asked

head slightly, her forehead against his chin, and whispered

then along her delicate profile to

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