Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 58

The next day, Estelle woke up to find the sun already up and Jonathan nowhere to be found. She was alone in the bed.

As she got out of bed to get some clothes, her thigh trembled and she almost lost her balance. She let out a soft sigh, reminiscent of when she first started intense training.

She thought Jonathan had already left until she opened the door to find him sitting on the balcony with a cup of coffee, staring at his computer screen.

Dressed casually, Jonathan looked as handsome and distinguished as ever, even more so than the day before.

Upon hearing her, Jonathan looked up and Estelle greeted him with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Lamont!"

Only after speaking did she realize her voice sounded a little hoarse, making her cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

Jonathan's expression remained unchanged, showing no signs of noticing her discomfort. "I ordered breakfast. You should freshen up and then join me," he said calmly.

Checking the time, Estelle realized it was almost nine o'clock. "Thank you, but I have to go. I'm already running late for Henson's lesson."

She hadn't expected to sleep so soundly.

"Don't worry!" said Jonathan. "I already called Henson and told him you had to take some time off. You can go two hours later."

"You already called him?" asked Estelle, surprised.

"Yes. Is there a problem?"

"No, thank you!" she replied with a smile.

The breakfast spread was lavish, with meal boxes from a nearby five-star hotel.

Jonathan placed a bowl of chicken soup in front of her. "This is for you."

Instinctively, Estelle shook her head and pushed it back. "Please, you need it more."

Jonathan raised an eyebrow, his gaze deepening. "You think I need to replenish my energy? Didn't you enjoy last night?"

Stunned, Estelle stammered, "No."

"No?" he asked, squinting. "But clearly..."

"I mean, you don't need to..." she interrupted, flustered for the first time. "You really don't need to take any supplements. You're fine."

"Well, then you should have it," he said with a faint smile.

"Okay," she agreed, having the soup without further comment.

She lowered her head, cheeks flushed, and nearly bit her tongue while sipping the soup.

They ate their meal in silence, the atmosphere neither awkward nor tense, but still undeniably strange.

Probably because it was their first time having breakfast together.

After the meal, Jonathan said, "You don't need to clean up. The cleaning lady will come. I'll go change, and then we can go."

Estelle asked, "Are we going together?"

"Of course. Why not?" he replied casually.

"I'm worried Henson might misunderstand," she blinked.

Jonathan's gaze remained deep and inscrutable. "Misunderstand what?" he asked.

Shaking her head with a light smile, Estelle replied, "Never mind. I'll wait for you here."