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.

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

“Okay.”

strode into the room, not realizing

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

went ahead to make a pot of hot tea, whereas Michaela made her way to the

always found them

she was also captivated by the hustle and bustle of the vibrant city. Cars zoomed past the busy roads, and the pedestrians quickened their steps

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

was filled with a faint fragrant of earl grey. Jonathan waved at her. “Come on over and try the tea that I’ve made for you. It will warm you up

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

he was a stranger. On

Am I that old?

darkened. Right when 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

Cough… cough…

up the past. She choked on a gulp of warm tea and started coughing violently

when he saw that she was all tensed up. He knew

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

wouldn’t have panicked if he didn’t startle

repulsed by the honorific terms back in the day. Moreover, she was going through a rebellious stage then. Due to that,

reluctant to acknowledge him as an elder because

have an elephant’s memory to remember such a thing that

was still cursing him in her head, the restaurant manager

duo. However, his suggestion was rejected by Jonathan. The manager was astounded to see the latter rolling up his sleeves, ready to serve his

must be a

at the most ideal temperature. Michaela enjoyed herself thoroughly. In contrast, Jonathan had very little because

the time dinner was

not exactly that bad to dine with Mr. Jonathan after all. I’m supposed to treat him

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

me the

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