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Chapter 1139

It was Saturday the next day, and Estelle was off to the Lamonts, with the chauffeur picking her up as usual.

Flipping through textbooks and materials on the ride, she felt a bit guilty for always having to ask for leave ever

since she started tutoring Henson Lamont. By the time Janice Harper got back, she had no clue how to explain her

frequent absences.

Arriving at the Lamonts, she was immediately greeted with shouting from the lawn as she walked in.

Following the noise, she spotted Jonathan Lamont and Henson playing soccer.

Goalposts were set up on the lawn, and both were decked out in sportswear, running and chasing after the ball.

She had never seen Jonathan play before, and recalling what he had said when she saw Carson Foster and the

others playing last time gave her heart a little jolt.

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Two years and this man seemed to be getting more childish, she thought to herself.

She slowly walked over and stood at the edge of the lawn, watching them play.

The two were going after the soccer ball, with Jonathan clearly cutting Henson some slack or helping him leam

some tricks.

After a few minutes, Jonathan scored a goal. The ball rolled quite a distance away, and Henson ran after it.

Turning around, Jonathan saw Estelle. His face was drenched in sweat.

He gave a smile and called out, “What are you doing just standing there? Grab me a bottle of water!”

Estelle turned around and noticed several bottles of mineral water on the white bench. She picked up two and

headed towards the middle of the

lawn.

With every step she took, Jonathan kept his eyes on her.

When Estelle reached him, she handed over the water

“My hands are dirty; could you open it for me?”

His hair was soaked with sweat, hanging over his brows. His eyes were deeper than before. He was slightly out of

breath from the game, his voice low and husky.

Estelle quickly glanced at him, opened the bottle, and shoved it into his hands.

Jonathan took a few big gulps, water droplets rolling down his distinct chin, along his neck, and seeping into his

white T-shirt, quickly forming a wet patch.

Estelle immediately averted her gaze, turning to Henson, who had just returned with the ball. “Drink up, take a

break; it’s time for class!”

Henson, drenched in sweat but grinning from ear to ear, responded, “Why didn’t you come earlier? We could have

played together!”

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7 don’t play soccer.” Estelle replied.

“Let Jonathan teach you then!” Henson suggested.

Estelle retorted, “What’s that got to do with you?”

Feeling severely snubbed, Henson huffed, “Just because you’re good at martial arts doesn’t mean you’ll be good at

soccer. Even if you leam, you might not be as good as me!”

Estelle nodded. “So, I better not learn then: I wouldn’t want to burst your bubble!”

Jonathan stifled a chuckle, looking at Estelle’s radiant smile, his heart softening.

“Jonathan, see how Ms. McClain is bullying me!” Henson complained to Jonathan.

Jonathan replied with a light laugh, “She’s telling the truth!”

Henson was speechless

He shrugged and said, “Fine, you two are married after all.”

The corner of Jonathan’s mouth was slightly raised. “It’s fine, as long as she treats you well!”

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