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.

it was a simple action, she felt like he did it on purpose,

“Okay.”

realizing a smirk had settled

that it could easily host about thirty people at any

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

always

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

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

fragrant of earl grey. Jonathan waved at her.

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

him formally as if he was a stranger. On the other hand, she spoke casually

Am I that old?

that back in the days, you refused to use honorifics when Old Mr. Simmons insisted that you do so

Cough… cough…

was flushed a crimson red when he brought up the past. She choked on a gulp

saw that she was all tensed

drink so fast? No one is fighting for the cup of tea with you,” he said languidly as he approached her and gently patted her

if he didn’t startle me like

she was repulsed by the honorific terms back in the day. Moreover, she was going through a rebellious

was reluctant to acknowledge him as an

it seriously? He must have an elephant’s memory to remember such a thing that I’ve said

head, the restaurant manager knocked on the door courteously

leave two waiters in the room to wait on the duo. However, his suggestion was

lady must be a

pairing the cheeses and keeping the burner at the most ideal

the time dinner was over, it

exactly that bad to dine with Mr. Jonathan after all. I’m supposed to

an excuse to go downstairs, wanting to foot the bill. The manager saw her and asked immediately, “Is there anything that I

get me

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