Love Her to No End

Chapter 41 She Is Adorably Cute When Walter returned, Jonathan was giving his instructions to the butler regarding breakfast the next day. “Mich loves omelet. Also, prepare smushroom soup. She's too skinny, so it's a must to ensure she gets a nutritious and well-balanced diet.” “Got it, Mr. Xander!” the butler answered with a broad grin.

Who says Mr. Xander doesn’t know how to care about others? It’s just that he hasn't met the right one before this! Isn't he doing great now? After the butler left, Walter approached and asked in a low voice, “Mr. Xander, Mr. Zack has left. I'm afraid Lucille would never dream that you would be able to find the pinhole camera. But she has her alert high up too, and that’s why she managed to escape from the clutches of our men and hurt Ms. Michaela.” At the mention of the incident earlier that day, a frown instantly formed between Jonathan's eyebrows. A cold glint flashed across his eyes, and there was a hint of aloofness in his icy voice. “Do you have everything ready?” “I've obtained the surveillance footage of Lucille meeting up with the representatives from the magazine company. However, | can’t hear their conversation.” “That's enough,” Jonathan said slowly. “Get someone to work on it. | want to see results by tomorrow morning.” “Yes, Mr. Xander!” Walter agreed.

He knew very well that Jonathan was not a kind person. Barely anyone could escape his clutches if he secretly wanted to teach someone a lesson.

At the thought of that, Walter's lips curled. “About Lucille...” “There's no need to be bothered about that anymore. No matter how much of a ruckus she caused, it'll never amount to anything.” There was barely any expression on Jonathan's face, yet his sharp gaze alone was enough to send a chill down everyone's spine.

That Lucille is totally shooting her own legs. She’s on the way to seek her death! Walter scoffed as he secretly mourned and prayed for her.

Right then, they heard footsteps coming their way. Looking in the direction, Gary walked in with a blank face and stopped right before Jonathan. “Mr. Xander, I'm sorry for the oversight today. | failed to protect Ms. Lingard.

Please punish as you deem fit, Mr. Xander!” Gary was riddled with guilt ever since the incident occurred, and that pang of guilt was even more apparent on his face at that point.

He dared not picture what would happen then if Jonathan did not arrive in time.

“Everything happened too suddenly. | can’t possibly blyou for that but be extra careful about Mich’s safety from now on. | will never allow the sthing to happen again!” “Understood!” Gary wore a serious look on his face as he answered.

Standing up, Jonathan gave a pat on Gary's shoulder and started to make his way into the house. It was only a few steps when he paused in his tracks.

Without turning around, a commanding voice filled with overflowing vitality resonated in the air. “I guess it has been too quiet for Jacob Real Estate recently. We should keep Mr. Lingard occupied with sproblems then.” “I got it, Mr. Xander!” Walter eagerly responded.

It was until Jonathan went far that Walter leaned closer to Gary and gave him a nudge on his shoulder. “Do you think Mr. Xander is doing this for the sake of justice? He's completely disregarding his father-in-law just to please his wife!” But at the mere thought that Jacob might not even have the tto cry soon, he suddenly felt so good.

In response, Gary coldly threw him a glance. “Why didn’t you ask Mr. Xander just now?” “Oh gosh! It’s no fun being around a log like you!” Walter babbled as he followed behind Gary after seeing that he had turned to leave.

As soon as those words fell, Gary flatly responded, “Haven't you been single since birth even though you're a fun person?” Walter was so mad he almost coughed blood out as he glared furiously at him. This guy is doing it on purpose, isn’t he? On the other side, the housekeepers in the mansion had already gone back to their quarters when Jonathan returned.

Amidst the quiet house, there was only a warm orange glow from a wall lamp illuminating the interior. The only difference was that the man knew he was no longer alone.

Because of Michaela’s arrival, Jonathan felt that his wandering heart had finally calmed down after so many years.

At the stime, Michaela was still wide awake in the other room of the mansion. She was too embarrassed to ask for help and hence had been organizing her boxes of items all by herself.

Other than Jonathan's so-called extra sets of clothes and toiletries, there were also cosmetics, footwear, and bags. They had even factored in facial masks as well.

What left her in disbelief and shock was how the boxes of clothes before her eyes were all clothing from the latest season, and most importantly, the undergarments were all her size.

Just as she felt her face flaming at the sudden revelation, she heard a knock on the door. Lifting her gazes, she saw Jonathan standing by the door.

Almost instinctively, she hastily shoved the bag of undergarments in her hands into the closet and awkwardly muttered, “M-Mr. Jonathan!” “Why are you not asleep yet?” She thought no one had noticed what she was doing, but it turned out that Jonathan had witnessed every single action of hers.

“I'm not done arranging these items.” Sensing the intense gaze from the man, Michaela lowered her eyes to answer. After giving it sthought, she looked up again and added, “Am | causing you trouble?” Well aware that Jonathan's visit was about Lucille’s matter, she displayed a remorseful look.

“Why do you have such ridiculous thoughts in your head?” The lighting in the room that shone on her face accentuated her delicate and beautiful facial features. Yet, there was an apparent hint of cautiousness in her gaze that made the man feel his heart wrenched for her. Resorting to remain deadpan, he changed the subject and asked, “Any plans for the weekends?” “I might get thrown rotten eggs if | head out now, so | reckoned it’s better to stay at home!” Despite the laughter, she could not hide the exasperation within her. Jonathan could still see through her and thus decided not to go on anymore. “Take a bath and rest early.” His low, deep voice had turned a little raspy at that point, almost as if he was trying to suppress something in his mind.

Michaela nodded her head in response. Just as Jonathan turned to leave, she delicately said, “Thank you for takingin and even preparing everything for me!” “You're showing your gratitude verbally again?” Jonathan glanced sideways with a faint smile hanging on his lips.

He had a pair of stunning eyes that resembled the starry skies—deep yet clear. In fact, it felt like there was a special magical quality to it. One could easily fall into that mesmerizing abyss and not able to extricate from it.

“N-No! That's not it!” Michaela instinctively refuted.

Even though Jonathan had caught sight of her nervous appearance, he had no intention of sparing her. “Then, what is it?” am “There is no hurry. Take your tto think. | can wait!” I'll be more than willing if you offer your body as a reward! Of course, he did not say that out loud.

That unhurried voice made Michaela’s heart race uncontrollably and threw her into a state of panic. All she could feel was her face burning at intense heat.

Noticing a bashful look on Michaela’s face, Jonathan curved his lips into a captivating smile. She is indeed adorable! That night, Michaela had a peculiar dream.

In her dream, she told a boy: When | grow up, | want to have a place of my own. Hopefully, it's as gigantic as a quadrangle, a garden as large as those in the royal palaces, and a personal villa to myself. Inside, there will be a htheatre system, an indoor swimming pool, and a large room to keep my nice clothes.

And that was not all. She also added: Jonathan, what should | do? Given how greedy | am, | probably won't be able to have my wishes ctrue! The sun had already risen when she jolted awake from her dream.

Thinking of the scenain her dream, she suddenly recalled that she had indeed said those words to Jonathan many years ago.

It was just that during then, she stubbornly refused to greet him politely and instead called him by his name.

With those thoughts in mind, Michaela’s pupils dilated with shock.