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.

person I wanted anyway, it didn’t matter.

foreign one and isolated myself there. I kept myself in that alien place to bury my feelings for her deep

thought distance could separate two people but wouldn’t diminish the longing in my heart. Everyone assumed I didn’t have a girlfriend because I was picky, but what I wanted was

in the kitchen and didn’t notice Jonathan

to greet him

a knowing smile, Martha didn’t linger around

a boil, she lowered it to a small-medium fire. Suddenly, she lost her focus briefly and swiped her fingers across the scalding hot side of the pot. Michaela sucked in a painful breath at the

but an arm had reached past

you doing

the sudden appearance of Jonathan and had temporarily forgotten about the pain

was a pair of arms looping under

Michaela’s face

the counter, pulling her hand to the sink to rinse under the cold running

immediately soothed the burning sensation on her fingers, but Jonathan continued to grasp

was cool, but his palm was hot,

beautiful with pronounced lines. His long and

be in a bad mood with his

from a closer look, she noticed the concern, worry, and heartache

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

and forced her gaze to focus on her hand. “It’s not painful anymore,” she

there aren’t any blisters, or you would’ve been crying in pain,” Jonathan said casually, with his

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

a dangerous glint. No

urgent situation, that was why I called his

a reason, 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

“Huh?”

at Jonathan’s

away from dying! That expression of his was him

have staff preparing breakfast for us, so what are you doing here in the early morning? Luckily, this is only a burn. What