Chapter 39 Into The Den Of A Lion

Jonathan turned to Michaela again after hanging up the call.

Michaela had just washed her face, so wet strands of hair clung to her forehead. Her bare face was fair and smooth like porcelain, and her cheeks flushed like peach blossoms.

Even though she tried her best to hide it, Jonathan could see that her eyes were red and knew she had just cried.

It pained him to know that Michaela had cried. Since Michaela did not say anything, Jonathan decided not to expose her. Instead, he caressed her hair and asked softly, “Are you hungry?”

“Why did my mom call you, Mr. Jonathan?” Michaela asked.

 

Jonathan regarded her quietly. His eyes were dark and gloomy, but his tone sounded gentle. “Do you want Mdm. Simmons to hear your voice hoarse from crying? Or, do you wish to pour your sorrow onto her?”

Michaela was stunned by his response. She looked down quickly and did not reply.

 

Is he helping me because he knows I don’t want my mother to worry?

Jonathan noticed a subtle change in her expression and smiled. He pulled her by her wrist and walked out of the bedroom. “Let me show you your room!”

It worked as Jonathan expected. He easily distracted Michaela from the topic with just a few words.

He would never tell Michaela that he was working hard to please her mother and fight for the chance to be with Michaela.

Meanwhile, Michaela was stunned as she followed Jonathan. She could not resist looking down at their tightly held hands.

It looked like an adult holding a child’s hand. She felt warmed by the gesture and was aware of how her heart was racing.

They had only taken a few steps when Jonathan suddenly stopped. Michaela quickly withdrew her hand and shook her head in a refusal. “You don’t have to trouble yourself. I think I will stay in Grandpa’s house.”

and said, “Didn’t you hear it just now? Mdm. Simmons said you should stay here

Michaela into the

design as Jonathan’s room across the corridor.

like she and Jonathan were living in the

Michaela’s heart to skip

so the bedsheets and other things are clean. Feel free to use everything here, and let me know if you need anything else. I

is away? Although this place is beautiful, and I like

still considering, Jonathan suddenly came over and leveled his gaze with her. He seemed to be studying her expression. “You seem focused. What are you

breath. She instinctively took a step back. Then, she pondered for a moment before answering, “Wayne mentioned the guestrooms are in the east and west wings. I should

are guestrooms and are thus for guests. However, you are under my care. Therefore, it is natural that we should

see through her and made her feel like she had nowhere

and tightened the grip on her shirt. Then, she heard his voice saying, “Perhaps… Do you want me to live with you in the guest rooms near

that’s not necessary!”

expression and fought the intense urge to

was

downstairs to have dinner!” Jonathan

breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the wall and panted for

troubled as she realized this was only their first day living

chance to convince Mom to let me stay at Grandpa’s

and left the bedroom. However, she realized that Jonathan had not left. He was standing at the corner of the staircase, waiting for her to

Michaela keeping her

when they saw Wayne smiling at

you, Wayne,”

was in a good mood. It seems Shappiray Mansion

one end of the long dining table. Michaela was about to

her heart skip. However, before she could refuse Jonathan, he looked at her with a

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