Chapter 142

Estelle lowered her gaze and smiled faintly, “Well, you still have exams in half a month. What am I going to do after that?” Henson let out a silent sigh of relief, but still remarked, “Even when school starts, I’ll still have to see you every weekend!”

Estelle didn’t say anything. She really wanted to quit after teaching this semester. She hadn’t seen Jonathan these past few times she came to the Lamont family.

She thought maybe Jonathan didn’t want to see her, so he deliberately avoided the times when she came.

If that was the case, there’s no point in being enemies.

Henson started answering the questions on the exam papers and said casually, “Are you gonna show my paper to my uncle today? I advise you not to.”

“Why?” Estelle asked.

While writing, Henson said, “My uncle hasn’t been in a good mood these days. I don’t even dare to talk to him. It’s better for you to keep your distance.”

Estelle’s eyes flashed, and she asked softly, “What happened?”

“Who knows? He’s been in a bad mood lately, going out early and coming back late. Yesterday, he scolded someone from the company on the phone and got really angry.

“It must be something with the company. It might be solved in

else and focused

usual,

ask him if he had finished his dinner but seeing his gloomy face, they didn’t dare and just went back to the kitchen to

the third floor and answered a phone call

are you?” Charlie

fun!” Jonathan didn’t turn on the light, and his voice

out what happened. I told him men also have

a sarcastic laugh, “You talk more, and I’ll

people from Manley’s group got drunk and said that Manley played a trick on a young girl a few days ago. He told her it was his girlfriend’s birthday

hand, which was in the process of adjusting his

her; she was also tricked by Manley. Stop being mad at her!” Jonathan’s eyes flashed, and he casually observed as if the moonlight had fallen on the dark lake, causing a faint ripple. He took off his tie and threw it on the sofa, snorting, “It’s her own stupidity. If she stayed away from that rotten fish, she wouldn’t have this

in his tone, laughing lightly, “That girl looks so innocent. She can’t compete with that foxy Manley in playing tricks!

the sofa, looking at the moonlight outside the window without

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