Chapter 30 His Considerate Words And Actions

Upon entering the restaurant, Michaela realized that Jonathan had picked a fondue shop.

As a hard core foodie, fondue was her top favorite.

When she was gazing at the falling rain through her office windows earlier on, a big pot of piping hot cheese fondue was what she was craving.

Great minds think alike! Suddenly, Michaela did not find Jonathan as annoying and frightening as he was before. In fact, she thought that he was quite friendly.

The change in perception made her feel more at ease. As soon as they entered the restaurant, someone came up to them and collected the umbrella from Jonathan’s hand. At the same time, he addressed him reverently, “Mr. Xander.”

 

“Hi, just go ahead and carry on with your work. We’ll head upstairs ourselves.”

He did not want to be bothered by anyone when he had the chance to spend quality time with Michaela.

 

“Noted.”

As the restaurant manager retreated, he took a glance at her.

Subsequently, Jonathan led Michaela to the second floor. They walked past a row of private rooms, took a few turns, and arrived at one with a striking wooden carving on its door.

Mich in My Heart.

She hesitated to take a step forward. A peculiar feeling rose within her but vanished a moment later.

“What’s wrong?” he saw her gaze fall on the block of wood and asked the obvious.

His voice snapped her back to her senses. Michaela shook her head and said, “Nothing.”

Meanwhile, a hand appeared from behind and turned the knob to open the door right before her.

was a simple action, she felt like he did it on purpose, seemingly hugging her in a

“Okay.”

realizing a smirk had settled upon

private room was so huge that it could easily host about thirty people at any one time. Yet, there was only one

hot tea, whereas Michaela

had always found

by the hustle and bustle of the vibrant city. Cars zoomed past the busy roads, and the pedestrians quickened their

so engrossed in the eventful scenes unfolding before her eyes until a familiar baritone voice resonated behind her

earl grey. Jonathan waved at her. “Come on over and try the tea that I’ve made for you. It

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

him formally as if he was a

Am I that old?

Michaela was about to take another sip, a crisp voice said sarcastically, “I remember clearly that back in the days, you refused to use honorifics when Old Mr. Simmons insisted that you do so when talking to me.

Cough… cough…

the past. She choked on a gulp of warm tea

was all tensed up. He

of tea with you,” he said languidly as he approached her and gently

panicked if he didn’t startle me

the day. Moreover, she was going through a rebellious

time, she was reluctant to acknowledge him as an

How could he take it seriously? He must have an elephant’s memory to remember such a thing that

restaurant manager knocked on the

to wait on the duo. However, his suggestion was rejected by Jonathan. The manager was astounded

a special someone to

absolutely delicious. Jonathan was very good at pairing the cheeses and keeping the burner at the most ideal temperature. Michaela enjoyed herself thoroughly. In contrast, Jonathan had very little because he was busy tending to her

the time dinner was over,

dine with Mr. Jonathan after all. I’m supposed to treat him to this meal, but I clearly ate more than

bill. The manager saw her and asked immediately, “Is there anything that I can help you

get me the

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