Love Her to No End

Just when Vincent gained a new perspective on Jonathan’s craftiness, Jonathan received a message from the resort about Vincent’s departure. Satisfied that he would be alone for the morning hike with Michaela the next day, Jonathan returned to bed.

Michaela had a good night’s sleep that night. Maybe it was due to a lot of walking around the resort during the day. She jerked from her deep slumber when Jonathan came knocking on her door before dawn. Only then did she remember the promise to watch the sunrise.

She quickly washed up and changed into appropriate attire. They had a simple breakfast of oatmeal, then made their way to the mountain top.

Halfway there, Michaela finally realized it was too quiet. She turned to Jonathan confusedly. “Mr. Jonathan, is it truly okay for us not to invite Vincent along?”

“He left,” Jonathan replied nonchalantly.

She’s still thinking about that idiot?

“Huh?”

Michaela was surprised at the news.

He didn’t mention about leaving at dinner last night and even reminded me to set the alarm for this morning before returning to his room. Why did he leave so suddenly?

Jonathan met her gaze and said, “He told me his mom had arranged a blind date for him, so he left in a hurry and didn’t get to say his goodbyes. He did leave a short message though.”

Worried Michaela would be interested in Vincent, Jonathan sacrificed his friend’s reputation to avoid any possibility of that happening.

“Oh,” Michaela muttered gloomily.

Is she sad at Vincent’s sudden departure?

The thought annoyed Jonathan. His eyes narrowed as he asked, “What’s with your reaction?”

“I just felt sorry that Vincent was forced into marriage.”

The unexpected answer had Vincent exhaling a breath. Before he could relax, Michaela spoke in a soft voice. “But I understood the reason he was forced into marriage. After all, he’s not getting any younger, but what confuses me the most is even my mom asks me to meet more new friends and to start dating some of them if they aren’t that bad. I’m only twenty-two!”

Not getting any younger?

Vincent is younger than me by a year. Am I old? I thought seniority was the largest obstacle to taking our relationship further, but age was really the

Michaela started going on about Hannah hounding her to date. Jonathan felt he was swimming against the

he kept a calm composure. “What do you think

their

dark gaze trained on her. Realizing her slip of a tongue, she stuck

me before, so of course, I’m not going to assume you’re talking about

you can’t lump everything and everyone together. It makes sense for Mdm. Simmons to worry. All you have to do is listen to your

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

smile that

they reached the peak, they saw a few small groups of hikers there.

fall were starting to get colder, especially in the

their bodies had accumulated from the hike vanished as

turned red from the cold, Jonathan drew closer to her and asked with a smile, “Feeling cold

a chirpy voice. He could imagine

was now, as compared to the gloomy her

city, he swore he would

I don’t want to see

stopped him by placing her hand on his. “I’m not cold, Mr. Jonathan. The wind is blowing strongly. It’s best if you keep it on. I

heart. With an arch of his brow, he asked smugly, “Worried

had a certain charm

began speaking in a deeper

realize what was happening, Jonathan stretched his arm and pulled her into his

heavier. The hot breath on her ear felt

her ears were turning red, and a warm smile played

“Yeah.”

nodded woodenly, but her ears