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?

as he counted. 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

hounding her to

kept a calm composure. “What do you

girls and changed their minds at a drop of a hat. When they were wooing you, they whispered sweet nothings into your ears

her slip of a tongue, she

so of course, I’m not going to assume you’re

continued to plaster a forced smile on her face at his answer. “Mich, you can’t lump everything and everyone together. It makes sense for

“Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”

smile

wasn’t open to the public, the hike to the mountain peak was empty. When they reached the peak, they saw a few small groups of hikers there. They

in fall were starting to get colder, especially in the

bodies had accumulated from the hike vanished as

nose had already turned red from the cold, Jonathan drew closer to

good,” she replied in a chirpy voice. He could imagine the notes dancing in

and energetic she was now, as compared to the

he swore

want to see her

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

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

voice had a certain

He began speaking in a deeper baritone. “I have a

into his embrace.

intimate. Michaela’s heart started racing, and her breathing turned heavier. The hot breath on

her ears were turning red, and a warm

“Yeah.”

nodded woodenly, but her ears were