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    The matter with Norah was over, the two reconciled as before, and he treated her as well as before, but


    Estelle always felt that something is different, there seemed to be a barrier between the two, which


    made her feel lost and confused. A gust of wind blew in, and the chilly raindrops hit her neck. She


    shivered uncontrobly. After closing the window, Estelle went back to her room to sleep.


    The next day, when Estelle got out of bed, Jonathan was in the kitchen making breakfast


    He was wearing a cream–colored thin sweater and matching pajama pants, with an apron on, heating


    up some milk.


    Estelle walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, resting her face on his


    back.


    Jonathan paused for a moment, put down the cup of milk, turned around and hugged Estelle. With a


    smile, he said, “What’s up? Are you already missing me after just one night?”


    Holding him tighter, Estelle said in a pitiful tone, “Are you still mad about the thing about Norah?


    Whether you’re mad at Xavier or at me, just let me know, okay? We’ll sort it out together.”


    Jonathan stroked her hair and murmured, “No, I’m not mad at you. I got back toote from the meeting


    Estelle didn’t say anything. She didn’t know how to express her uneasiness.


    Handling emotions isn’t likepleting a mission where the goal is clear. As long as you know your


    target’s whereabouts and have a good n, you can be foolproof…


    But the emotional thing is just the opposite! Jonathan leaned down and kissed the top of her head.


    “What did I do wrong to make you ufortable?” “No!” Estelle shook her head. He didn’t do anything


    wrong. Maybe she was just being too sensitive.


    “Stop overthinking,” Jonathanforted her, pinching her fair cheek. “Go freshen up. Breakfast will be


    ready soon.”


    Estelle looked up and gave him a small smile. “Okay.”


    “Off you go!”


    Jonathan leaned on the dressing table, watching the girl’s retreating figure, his eyes filled with


    meaningful light.


    How could such an Estelle made him believe that she didn’t love him? If she was really just acting, then


    she was acting too well!…


    The Lamont Family.


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    At ten in the morning, Cathrine took Norah and left by car.


    Before the servant could close the door, suddenly a young man in a ck tracksuit walked up without


    saying hello and headed straight for the yard.


    The servant quickly went up to him and politely asked, “Hello, who are you looking for?”


    The young man nced around the vi’srge yard and garden and asked, “Is this the Lamont


    family’s ce?”


    “Yes, who are you looking for?” the servant asked again.


    “I’m here to see my sister!” the young man continued to walk as he spoke.


    The servant caught up with him, “Who’s your sister? Does she work for the Lamont family? If so,


    please wait here. That’s the master’s house over there. You’re not allowed in without permission!”


    “What servant?”


    The young man, who looked to be in his twenties, gave the servant a dismissive once–over and


    scoffed, “My sister is a tutor for the Lamont family, Jonathan’s girlfriend. You dare to stop me? Hurry up


    and show me in!”


    A tutor? The servant asked in surprise, “Are you referring to Estelle?”


    “Exactly, that’s her!” the young man dered confidently.