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?”

a melodramatic old man! Does he have to be

eyes. She feigned ignorance and said, “But didn’t you ask Vincent to

shoot myself

“Michaela!”

at the corners of Jonathan’s lips, and his

up in alarm. She was about to dash to her room when she was saved by the doorbell, accompanied by Vincent’s

just now, probably due to his

hardened Jonathan’s expression, but Michaela simply flashed him a

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

meal delivery carts into the room, slandering Jonathan in the process. “I can’t believe that hiberdating Jonathan left the two of us here and went somewhere to enjoy. Don’t worry,

his line of sight, staring at him with a

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

left and Michaela had shut the door, Vincent started coming up with an excuse for 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

was running a thousand miles an hour.

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

it? He’s let it go and turn the

table and cut the steak for her. Seeing Jonathan focused on his

in front of Michaela. It looks like I’ll have to hide somewhere for the time being.

had been

and picked up his fork and knife, Jonathan had set the plate of cut steak in front of Michaela and took away the plate of steak in front

“Hey-”

you just said you specifically called room service for

with a retort. It slipped his mind that he only requested

Jonathan’s stare on him, Vincent felt an overwhelming pressure looming over him. Without a choice, he resignedly

you.

my back, and even trying to have dinner with Michaela without me!

despite the jealousy burning within him. Yet, Vincent could feel a murderous aura exuded