Love Her to No End

Chapter 42 She Freaks Out

The dream from last night continued to linger in Michaela’s mind, seemingly stabbing right through her heart as the tumult of emotions brewing within her could not calm down even after a long time.

She had long put those immature words she had once said while she was young at the back of her mind as time slipped away.

I have to admit the layout and structure of Shappiray Mansion are exactly like what I’ve envisioned, or possibly even better, and I’m more than glad about it. But again, I’m sure this is nothing more than pure coincidence. Or perhaps, those words I said years ago have inspired him to build Shappiray Mansion in such a manner! Oh well, I don’t even dwell on those ideas, so why will others?

After getting things reasoned out, Michaela swiftly brushed her teeth and get changed. She thought she had woken up quite early, but only to find that Jonathan was already seated on the couch working on his laptop placed on his thighs when she headed downstairs.

As his slender and defined fingers danced across the keyboard, the crisp clattering of the keys sounded rhythmically in the room.

The man had a tall build and long legs. Verily, as he slightly extended his legs and leaned back onto the couch slothfully, there was an inexplicable sense of casualness and attractiveness.

While Michaela was engrossed in what was before her eyes, Jonathan suddenly threw a side glance in her direction. He wore a composed look and had his lips slightly curled upward.

“Good morning, Mr. Jonathan!” She stopped abruptly in the middle of the flight of stairs and obediently greeted him.

“Mmm.” Jonathan withdrew his gaze. She honestly looks good in anything. Despite those thoughts, the words coming out of his mouth sounded extremely serious. “Did you sleep well last night?”

“I-I guess so!” Michaela replied with her eyes lowered.

Being in an unfamiliar environment, she thought she would not be able to fall asleep. Little did she expect that she would have a good night of sleep till dawn, much less a dream.

The thought of how she used to call Jonathan by his name brazenly made her feel a little guilt-ridden. She felt like there was a flame ignited and burning fierily on her chest.

“Why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?”

Recognizing that the voice came from above her head, Michaela immediately raised her head. Only then did she realize Jonathan was standing right in front of her, staring at her concernedly.

her to blush so much

you forget to close the

after a long while, the man lifted his hand and placed his

crept within her. Every part of her skin that Jonathan had just touched felt like they were set ablaze with fire. The temperature of her

deliberately distancing herself away from Jonathan. “I-I’m just hungry and rushed down in

by her

him radiate a blissful tenderness. His handsome features were further

the butler had been waiting for their arrival. Noticing their intimate behavior as they walked in, he wore a delighted look as he greeted, “Good

morning, Wayne!” she

Wayne’s meaningful smile,

felt that everyone

has a baffling smile. And not to mention how Jonathan was so intimate by having physical contact with me. Can’t he just talk

her thoughts were in a jumbled mess, Jonathan’s deep voice sounded from beside her ear. “I haven’t had time to ask you yesterday. What do you think

Michaela choked on her soup as that question reminded her of her

question only triggered her to rethink the meaning

face was flushed a crimson red, and

you

out, Michela felt

warmth from Jonathan’s palm permeating into her skin, leaving her with a burning sensation

he had patted her back, she felt a numbness creeping up to her head and her

Mr. Jonathan. I’m fine now!” Michaela spoke in an apologetic

about getting an answer to his question earlier. “You have yet to answer me. What do

acknowledged

were not enough to satisfy

before she turned to the man

a tender look at her, he suddenly inched closer to her while she was unprepared, leaving her

rang next to her ear. “Mich, you’re doing it on purpose, am I right? Tell me… what