Love Her to No End

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.

be the person I wanted anyway, it didn’t matter. However, imagining and actually doing it were vastly different. I couldn’t

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

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

the kitchen and

on the other hand, noticed him and was about to greet him when Jonathan gestured for

smile, Martha didn’t linger around and left

come to a boil, she lowered it to a small-medium fire. Suddenly, she lost her focus briefly and swiped her fingers across the scalding

an arm had reached past her and

are you

and had temporarily forgotten about the pain in

got was a pair of arms looping under hers and lifting

right upstairs! Michaela’s face paled from the shock after

her on the counter, pulling her hand

burning sensation on her fingers, but Jonathan continued to grasp her

water was cool, but his palm was hot,

His long and slim fingers with neatly

mood with his lips pressed into a line

look, she noticed the concern, worry, and

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 that it

to focus on her hand. “It’s not

crying in pain,” Jonathan said casually, with his gaze still locked on

about to pull her hand from his when she heard his chilling tone. “Getting braver now, are we? You even dared to call my

with a dangerous glint. No one could’ve guessed what he was thinking at

urgent situation, that was why I

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 sudden

That

doing here in the early morning? Luckily, this is only a burn.