Chapter 64 Not Hate But Like

It was fall. Leaves rustled in the chilly wind.

Michaela’s biological clock was what woke her up. When she opened her eyes and saw the familiar scent in front of her, she closed her eyes in despair.

It seemed like she had drunk quite a lot the night before, for she could not remember how she even came back.

It was only until the sounds of running water traveled into her ears did Michaela abruptly sat up.

The room seemed familiar, but after a closer look, Michaela realized that it was not quite the same. The monotonous color scheme for the interior told her that it was Jonathan’s room.

 

Could it be that I went to the wrong room after drinking too much last night?

Michaela then rubbed her temples. She could not believe that the first drink she had would be the strongest alcohol—whiskey. Furthermore, as she was suffering a hangover, she felt a gnome pounding away in her head.

 

Even if I’ve gone to the wrong room, what’s with the sound from the bathroom?

Right as Michaela was about to get out of bed and find out what really was going on, someone opened the bathroom door from inside. Then, Jonathan, in a black bathrobe, walked out.

The black bathrobe had a low V-neck, and Jonathan had only loosely tied the bathrobe’s belt around his waist.

Jonathan was usually an elegant gentleman, but in that bathrobe, he looked even more attractive than usual.

Right then, a bead of water rolled down his cheek and to his collarbone before disappearing down his chest.

Just a brief glimpse at him, and Michaela could already see Jonathan’s great figure.

The suave man had the perfect body shape of an inverted triangle, and he had defined muscles. As his bathrobe reached his knees, his muscular calves could be seen. They were a flawless mix of beauty and strength, a deadly temptation.

turned bright red. She did not know where to look,

was especially so when she saw Jonathan’s smiling eyes. Subconsciously, Michaela pulled

his hair with the towel for a while before heading straight

feeling the cave-in of the bed, Michaela’s face turned even hotter. As a matter of fact, the heat from her face traveled to the tip of

eyes widened, and she whipped her head around to

brow and uttered in a low voice, “What’s the matter? Have

word made Michaela’s heart skip

her temples throb. Her brows knitted, and snippets of memories of last night flashed past

reminder, her

calling Jonathan her boyfriend, Michaela immediately covered her face and wished for the ground to open up and

I even caressed his face!

her with a gentle smile, Michaela felt

I’ll be able to avoid

What Michaela wanted to say to him was that she had drunk too much

yourself go wild is a way of ridding yourself of stress. You don’t need to take

made Michaela snap her head upward. Instantly, her eyes met his sharp ones. He had a solemn expression on, but the words he said made her face red

be forgiving and nice to you as your

Boyfriend?

face at the mention of

respond to his blunt words, but still, she tried to explain, “Mr. Jonathan, I drank too much last night and was spouting nonsense. How can you

Jonathan stared at her with a burning gaze. “Don’t they say that people speak only the

thing

you hate me,

“No!” Michaela denied again.

and mother. She knew that he was sincerely nice to her. Perhaps it was all because of her

not hate him. Even the initial anxiety she felt upon

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