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Chapter 572
Seeing the man’s embarrassed appearance, Estelle couldn’t help but slightly smile. She saw the sky
garden ahead and walked towards
1.
Following Jonathan’s instructions, Estelle went through the garden and stopped at a terrace.
It was very quiet around, with warm yellow lights, wooden floors, and railings. In the distance, there
were staggered sky gardens. Separated by a glass walkway, there seemed to be a villa halfway up the
hill on the opposite side. It was not very clear at night, only seeing dim lights inside, forming a striking
contrast with the bright lights of the hotel.
Estelle stood in front of the wooden railing, feeling the breeze for a while. The alcohol hit her, and she
looked lazy. Soon, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned her head and saw the man’s figure
approaching through the glazed lights.
Estelle’s hair was blown by the wind, making her face look even more delicate and beautiful under the
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Jonathan walked up to her, placed his hands on the wooden railing on both sides of Estelle, and gazed
into her eyes with his own dark ones. He tilted his head slightly and kissed her lips.
Estelle leaned against the railing and closed her eyes, tiptoeing to deepen the kiss with him. The
dizziness in her head made her feel
lost
The hotel’s floors were not high, so they could hear guests playing and walking downstairs and the
melodious piano music in the banquet hall. However, this terrace was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that
she could clearly hear the man swallowing
He smelled familiar, but also had a hint of a woman’s perfume. Estelle thought of what they said earlier
about him creating Firefly Media Group for Yvonne, and gradually became distracted.
Perhaps it was because of the change in environment and the special occasion, Estelle felt a bit
nervous and couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the man’s suit.
Jonathan noticed her uneasiness and tried to comfort her with gentle, yet passionate kisses.
After a while, Estelle stopped and pressed her forehead against the man’s chest, quietly catching her
breath.
Jonathan held her in his arms, shielding her from the night wind. In the quiet night, there was an
indescribable peace and tenderness. Savoring the taste of alcohol from her lips, he frowned and asked.
“How much did you drink?”
Estelle lazily replied, “Not much, I just drank a bit fast.”
The man scolded, “I did what you told me and pretend not to know you, but you didn’t behave at all!”
Estelle hugged him and casually said, “But you are here to watch over me.”
Pretending not to know wasn’t the same as not knowing at all. Since it was his place, she would
naturally let her guard down.
Jonathan chuckled, his handsome face showing a hint of helplessness. He wrapped his arms around
her shoulders and had to admit that a single sentence from her instantly smoothed over that slight
unhappiness.
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After a while, Estelle looked up and asked, “Is it okay for you to come out like this?”
Jonathan laughed, “If you didn’t come, I wouldn’t be here either!”
He initially intended to listen to her and pretend not to know her until after the banquet.
But seeing her being approached by others, he felt an unbearable irritation in his heart. Or maybe he
was already tired of being around her but unable to get close. He just wanted to be alone, so he could
hold her and kiss her.
Estelle laughed lightly, and her slight gloominess dissipated. She turned and happily admired the
hotel’s night view.
Jonathan leaned forward and held her in his arms, whispering, “Do you see that villa across? There is a
tower facing the garden where you can see the moonlight at night. I’ve been wanting to bring you here,”
His voice grew lower, huskler, and more seductive. Estelle’s heartbeat quickened, and her already
blushing cheeks turned even redder. Suddenly, she changed the subject and casually asked, “Is that
your private villa?”
Jonathan kissed her cheek and murmured, “Yeah.”
Estelle asked softly, “Did you design it?”