Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 2043

"No!" Jonathan tried to keep his emotions in check, gently caressing Estelle’s face. "Don't overthink it. What you need now is to get some good rest!"

"Don't be mad!" Estelle locked her gaze on him, her eyes still a bit red from crying the day before, nervously watching him.

Jonathan turned away, the tense profile of his face seeming to struggle with controlling something within. His throat worked continuously, and after a while, he turned back to look at Estelle, "If you have the energy to talk, then tell me, what's going on with you right now?"

Estelle paused, quickly realizing he already knew.

She confessed, "I keep falling into nightmares, reliving that ambush we walked into seven years ago, watching Wolf and the others die in front of me over and over again."

"At first, I couldn't tell which world was real when I woke up. Now, even when I'm awake, I get these moments of disorientation, as if Wolf and others are calling out to me."

Jonathan's face became gloomy as he said, "So, you're thinking of leaving me behind to go find your teammates?"

"No!" Estelle immediately shook her head. "Every time I'm trapped in those illusions, it's thinking of you that snaps me out of it. Sometimes I feel guilty, thinking that it's because I can't let go of you, that I haven't rejoined them."

Jonathan's expression didn't relax at all at her words; his eyes grew more intense because what Estelle was saying was that she hadn't reunited with her teammates because she couldn't let go of him.

In her heart, her teammates were still alive in another world, waiting for her.

A tumult of emotions weighed heavy on Jonathan's heart, but his face remained impassive, only becoming more tender as he kissed her forehead, "Stop thinking about all that. Do you want to sleep more, or should we get you something to eat?"

Estelle looked up at him and said, "I just want to hug you."

Jonathan leaned down, careful of her injuries, and held her gently. "Get well soon, and you can hug me all you want."

"Are you still angry?" Estelle asked.

"What good does being angry do? I still have to pamper and spoil you, don't I?" Jonathan feigned nonchalance, peppering her cheek with light kisses. "I'm just angry with myself, that's all."

"I'll listen to you from now on!" Estelle's eyes were clear as she looked at him.

A sudden pain clutched at Jonathan's heart as he held her face and murmured, "I'll listen to you, too."