Chapter 75 I Like It

Since Nick wasn’t feeling well, both Jonathan and Michaela decided to stay another night to care for him.

Jonathan lived a strict routine. Years of habit had turned his body into a biological alarm clock. No matter where he was, a morning jog was necessary.

Since early morning, Jonathan had gone out for a jog.

He went straight to the kitchen when he returned, wanting to exhort the staff to take extra care of the food for Nick. Instead of entering the kitchen, he paused outside as a conversation inside caught his attention.

“Ms. Michaela, you’ve been busy all morning. You’ve done all the most important steps in making the soup. I’ll watch the fire for you.”

“Martha, I can handle this. You go and rest.”

Jonathan’s foot wavered with reluctance. With a glimpse at the clock and it wasn’t six-fifteen in the morning yet.

I saw the door to her room being shut before I left for my jog, thinking she was still asleep, but instead, she was here making soup?

Jonathan caught a busy figure moving around through the glass door that led to the kitchen, and it was Michaela.

She was wearing a light gray long knitted sweater paired with black leggings. The outfit accentuated her tall, slim frame even more.

With an apron tied to her front, she stood in front of the counter, cutting vegetables skillfully as she watched the pot of soup over the fire.

Her hair was casually pulled into a ponytail with two strands of flyaway framing her face. She looked beautiful and pure.

The soup had been boiling on the stove for a while suffusing a delicious scent all over the kitchen. She seems skilled in cooking.

At that moment, a profound feeling swirled within Jonathan’s eyes. It was gentle yet lingering. There was a strong sense of attachment and satisfaction in his gaze.

God had treated me well to bestow a scene that would only appear in my dreams to come to life. This must be a reward for the deep feelings I have for her.

with her my whole life. Since it wouldn’t be the person I wanted anyway,

years, I left the country for a foreign one and isolated myself there. I kept myself in that alien place to

a girlfriend because I was picky, but what I wanted was simple. I would willingly accept anything as long

bustling in the kitchen and didn’t

about to greet him when Jonathan gestured for

didn’t linger around and left the

Martha’s place in the kitchen, but Michaela was oblivious to it. After the soup had come to a boil, she lowered it to a small-medium fire. Suddenly,

an arm had reached past

are you

sudden appearance of Jonathan and had temporarily forgotten about

response she got was a pair of arms looping under hers and

Xander residence! Nick and Mavis are resting right upstairs! Michaela’s face paled from

pointless as Jonathan sat her on the counter, pulling her hand to the

on her fingers, but Jonathan continued to grasp her hand

water was cool, but his palm was hot, sending warmth into

was beautiful with pronounced lines. His long and

the hand seemed to be in a bad mood with his lips pressed into

closer look, she noticed the concern, worry, and heartache for

from his jog, so he was still dressed in a black tracksuit that emphasized his muscle lines. They were so close that she could feel the heat coming off of his body. It was so hot

his closeness and forced her gaze to focus

in pain,” Jonathan said casually,

attention and was about to pull her hand from his when she heard his chilling tone. “Getting braver

glint. No one could’ve guessed what he was

urgent situation, that was

it still felt awkward. Her heart began to pound harder, feeling Jonathan’s direct gaze on her. Trying to alleviate the awkwardness, she laughed dryly and was about to say something nice, but he beat her to it. “But I like it, and I want to keep hearing it, so

“Huh?”

at Jonathan’s

from dying! That expression of his was him

here in the early morning? Luckily, this is only a burn. What if you’re

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