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.

purpose, seemingly hugging her in a way. “Let’s go in.”

“Okay.”

not realizing a smirk

so huge that it could easily host about thirty people at any one

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

had always found them

pitter-patter of the rain, 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 to get to their destinations; everyone seemed to know where they were heading

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

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

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

kept on addressing him formally as if he was a stranger.

Am I that old?

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

Cough… cough…

choked on a gulp of warm

she was all tensed up. He knew

you drink so fast? No one is fighting for the cup of tea with you,” he

panicked if he didn’t startle me

back in the day. Moreover, she was going through a rebellious stage then.

reluctant to acknowledge him as an elder because he was

to remember such a thing that I’ve said before and try to use it against me now. How

she was still cursing him in her head, the restaurant manager knocked on

the duo. However, his suggestion was

lady must be a special someone to

at the most ideal

time dinner was over, it

Jonathan after all. I’m supposed to treat him to this meal, but I

downstairs, wanting to foot the bill. The manager saw her and asked

me the

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