Love Her to No End

Chapter 54 Skirt Is Too Short

Jonathan’s words tickled Michaela’s heart like a feather. A feeling flashed by too quickly and she was unable to comprehend it.

Under Jonathan’s scrutiny, Michaela finally nodded her head obediently. “Okay, I’ll do what you say.”

Resolving the misunderstanding had lifted the weight from Jonathan’s heart. He gently caressed Michaela’s long hair as gratification filled him. “Go change. I’ll bring you to the campfire party.”

I think girls her age like lively events. I don’t mind catering to her demands as long as it makes her happy. I can do more than this for her.

Noticing Michaela was still rooted in place, Jonathan asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Mr. Jonathan, I don’t want to go to the campfire party. I’m hungry.”

The meal earlier was tasteless, and now I’m feeling my stomach is empty. Her stomach let out a hungry growl with impeccable timing.

Jonathan’s eyes darkened, seeing her acting coquettishly with him. “Let’s grab some food then. Put more layers on. The mountain is chilly at night.”

His gaze landed on her pair of slender legs.

My phone still has the photo Gary sent me. I don’t understand what fashion designers are thinking these days. Why did they make the skirts so short? It’s way too distracting.

Oblivious to Jonathan’s thoughts, Michaela assumed he was worried about her health. She muttered an acknowledgment and got up to head back to her room.

After a few steps, she halted and asked, “Should we invite Vincent?”

That idiot again!

Jonathan was pissed when he heard the way she addressed Vincent. He paused and trained his intense gaze on Michaela. “Mich, he and I grew up together. Do you think it’s appropriate to call him Vincent, and me, Mr. Jonathan?”

old man! Does he have to be

more when he got like that. A gleam of cheekiness flashed across her eyes. She feigned ignorance and said, “But didn’t you ask Vincent to treat you with respect?

shoot myself

“Michaela!”

the corners of Jonathan’s lips, and his eyes narrowed

dash to her room when she was saved by the doorbell, accompanied by Vincent’s shoutout.

was alone in his room just now, probably due to his empty room. Hence,

but Michaela simply flashed

skip happily to open the door, coldness filled Jonathan’s eyes. Since he’s serving himself up on a platter, I can settle some old

process. “I can’t believe that hiberdating Jonathan left the two of

talking, a tall figure appeared in his line

on Jonathan’s face sent chills running up Vincent’s spine. All Vincent could manage was

himself. “Did you say hiberdating? You must have misheard. Who dares to slander you like that? I’ll be the first to object. Our Jonathan is a man who exercises self-control. I knew you would be

mind was running a thousand miles an hour. He knew Jonathan best since they were

Vincent had prepared to run for his life. Instead, Jonathan merely cast him a glance and walked toward the

it? He’s let it go and turn

Michaela to the dining table and cut the steak for her. Seeing Jonathan focused on his task, Vincent let out a

wanted to embarrass me in front of Michaela. It looks like I’ll have to hide somewhere

had been overthinking a

and picked up his fork and knife, Jonathan had set the plate of

“Hey-”

you just said you specifically called room service for me? Didn’t you

slipped

felt an overwhelming pressure looming over him. Without a choice, he resignedly went with Jonathan’s narrative. “Yeah. I ordered

need to trouble you. I can do it

to have dinner with Michaela without me! Is he planning to decorate the

change in Jonathan’s expression despite the jealousy burning within him. Yet, Vincent could