Love Her to No End

Chapter 45 My Leg Cramps Beep! Beep! Gary cup to the car to open the door for Jonathan. Before Jonathan could stand still, a jarring honk of a vehicle cut through the air.

As soon as a Maserati stopped right behind Jonathan's car, a man who looked stylish hopped out.

The man had fair skin, naturally pink lips, and enchanting facial features. He wore a pink coat, a floral shirt, and a dazzling earring on his left ear. One couldn't help but feel that he was a little wild and unrestrained.

It was none other than Vincent. Vincent cup to Jonathan to greet him. However, he didn’t realize that annoyance was already written on Jonathan's face. “Jonathan, | drove as fast as possible and finally caught up with you! Anyway, why would a workaholic show up here today? Letguess—did Cupid strike you?” Vincent went to Shappiray Mansion early in the morning for a reason.

Last night, when Vincent was busy entertaining guests, his mother called and asked him to settle down soon.

When his mother told Vincent that Jonathan had a girlfriend, Vincent found it hard to believe. Why didn’t I know such a piece of important news? Vincent's mom explained that shop assistants were busy packing luxury items for women in many shops when she was in the shopping mall. The shop assistants also revealed that the items would be delivered to Shappiray Mansion.

Even the shop assistants guessed that Jonathan purchased so many luxuries for his girlfriend.

Rumor had it that no guests were allowed into the inner courtyard of Shappiray Mansion. Even Vincent didn’t have the chance to set his foot in it. Since his mom described the situation vividly, Vincent tried to call Jonathan to check it out. However, no one answered his call.

Vincent returned to his table to entertain other guests but eventually fell asleep. It was already the next day when he woke up.

Hoping to find out the truth, Vincent headed to Shappiray Mansion early in the morning but was chased away.

Initially, Vincent thought it was a rumor, and Jonathan worked overtat his company. On his way back, he happened to stop by the roadside and was surprised to see Jonathan's car.

More importantly, Jonathan wasn’t heading toward the company.

After recalling what his mom told him, the nosy Vincent decided to follow Jonathan's car.

At that time, Vincent purposely teased Jonathan and even pressed Jonathan's chest with his hand. Suddenly, Jonathan shot him a cold glance and slapped his hand away. “Remove your hand! Do you have to use your hand when you're talking?” As Michaela observed their interaction, she couldn't help but think that Jonathan was a hypocrite.

Isn’t he the same? He likes to touch someone without a warning! Even though Jonathan visibly disdained him, Vincent seemed to have not realized it. Instead, he ccloser and blinked at Jonathan. “I've heard that you have a girlfriend now. Have you brought her into your house? Why didn’t | know such important news? Now | know why you didn’t want to joinon the trip to Gerton.” Well, I've brought her into my house, but she’s not my girlfriend yet! Since Michaela wasn’t in a good mood, Jonathan decided to take her for a break. Besides, he could grab the chance to get closer to her. Nonetheless, he didn’t expect that Vincent would brazenly follow him.

At that moment, displeasure was written all over Jonathan's sullen face. He pursed his lips and didn’t want to entertain Vincent. The next moment, he waved at Michaela and said, “Mich, chere!” Mich? Michaela Lingard? The answer dawned on Vincent. Pointed at Michaela, who was coming over, and said in shock, “Jonathan, isn't this lady your nephew’s ex-wife-" Jonathan glared at Vincent coldly right before he could finish his sentence. Vincent had no choice but to hold his tongue.

It's goddamned terrifying! Did | say something wrong? “Mich, this is Vincent Sullivan-" Before Jonathan could finish, Vincent cup to Michaela with a smile and grabbed her hand, “Hi, Mich! You're indeed a beauty. Moreover, you're even more beautiful than how you look in newspapers!” “Ahem...” Jonathan cleared his throat lightly and glared at Vincent.

Urgh! You're rubbing salt on her wound! Meanwhile, Michaela put on an awkward smile. She wanted to withdraw her hand but was restrained by Vincent's grip. She had no choice but to greet him back. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Sullivan!” Even if Jonathan didn’t introduce Vincent, everyone in Quakersville heard about his nickname.

Due to his involvement in Voguish Multimedia, Vincent got to know a lot of famous stars. Even though Vincent was allegedly in a relationship with many of them, none successfully got on his good side.

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Vincent giggled awkwardly and changed the subject of the conversation. “Jonathan and | have been friends since we were young. Mich, feel free to callVincent if you don’t mind.” Vincent? “Hi, Vincent!” Jonathan squinted when Michaela called Vincent his first nas requested.

At the stime, Jonathan's face turned grim when he noticed that Vincent and Michaela held hands tightly.

Although Jonathan was visibly irritated, Vincent seemed to be unaware of it.

“Jonathan, why didn’t you tellearlier? | thought you were keeping a lover in your mansion. Anyway, since you're taking Mich on a trip, how could you not invite me?” Given that Jonathan was Adrian’s student, Vincent wasn’t suspicious of Michaela’s presence in Shappiray Mansion.

As Vincent talked nineteen to the dozen, he suddenly felt excruciating pain in his calf and nearly went weak at the knees. He quickly let go of Michaela’s hand and squatted down.

“Oh my, Jonathan! Did you kick me?” Vincent was all upset.

“I'm sorry. My leg cramps!” Jonathan replied placidly.

Ignoring Vincent, Jonathan grabbed Michaela’s hand and took her into the mansion. “Let's go. You should get srest in your room.” “How about Vincent...” Michaela pointed at Vincent, who was wailing in pain.

Surprisingly, Jonathan raised his eyebrows and didn’t even glance at Vincent. “Well, he won't die!” Walter stood at the back of the car when Jonathan and Michaela left. He couldn’t help but shoot a sympathetic glance at Vincent.

Meanwhile, Gary was taking down the luggage from the trunk. When Gary saw Walter's expression, he said calmly, “I'd suggest that you should mind your own business. How dare you talk so much to Ms. Lingard just now?” “You know nothing. | was doing Mr. Xander a favor!” Walter pretended to be secretive.

However, Gary only glanced at Walter for a while and continued to carry the luggage into the mansion.

“Why didn’t you askwhy?” “Why then?” What a blockhead! Walter felt bored but told Gary the answer anyway. “Did you think Mr. Xander really fell asleep? In that case, why didn’t he lean against the window but the lady instead? It was all a trick. Do you get it? Besides, has Mr. Xander ever failed in getting anything he wants?” Gary couldn't grasp what Walter said, for he thought Jonathan only dozed off.

Is Mr. Xander really such a person as Walter says? While Gary was at a loss, Walter shook his head and patted Gary's shoulder. “You might be outstanding in fighting but you're too naive. Gary, how can you survive without me?”