Chapter 1060


    Estelle didn’t want to talk to him anymore. She got up and headed back to her study, her voice drifting


    over. “When you leave, make sure you shut the door. And please, don’te back again in the future.”


    Jonathan watched her retreating figure, his eyes deep.


    He lowered his head and continued to eat the cold spaghetti on his te. The spaghetti was already


    mushy, and it had be even harder to swallow after it cooled.


    But Jonathan kept eating, bite by bite.


    After he finished his meal, Estelle’s phone, which was left on the dining table, suddenly rang.


    She had forgotten to take her phone.


    Jonathan nced at it, picking it up to answer


    “E, have you had lunch? Magdalen asked.


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    Jonathan frowned, his voice low, “Magdalen, can you stop letting Estelle cook for herself? Don’t you


    realize her cooking skills are a bit questionable. She could hurt herself” Caught off guard, Magdalen


    was then furious, “Jonathan, what are you doing at Estelle’s ce?”


    Jonathan held the phone away, “Did you hear what I just said?”


    “What are you doing at Estelle’s ce?” Magdalen was beyond angry. “You dare me me? Estelle


    was trapped at home and could only eat the meals she cooked. You caused this, and you still me


    me?”


    “If you can convince her to ept my offer of having meals delivered, you can me me he replied


    nonchntly.


    Magdalen scoffed. “Estelle would rather starve than eat your food!”


    “You’re wrong. She just ate the spaghetti I made,” he replied coolly.


    Magdalen was shocked and increasingly angry, “Jonathan, what did you do to Estelle?”


    “I’ve done a lot of things, which one are you asking about?”


    Jonathan, you’re shameless!” Magdalen yelled.


    “Magdalen!” Jonathan’s voice turned icy, “Are you aware that Estelle is suffering from autism?”


    Stunned Magdalen suddenlyughed, “Yes, Estelle may have some psychological issues. Do you know


    why? When she was with you, those were the happiest days I’ve seen her. But the pain you caused her


    was also the deepest. She’s like this now, because of you!”


    Jonathan was taken aback, he replied coldly. “The pain I caused her, I can also bring her happiness


    again. You’re blocking her from being with me, are you helping her? You’re hurting hert


    “She’s not happy, but at least she’s not in pain. You dreaming of getting Estelle back, give it up!”


    “Are you guys done yet?”


    A cold response suddenly came from outside the study door.


    Estelle looked serious and coldly at Jonathan, then walked over, took the phone, and said to Magdalen,


    “What are you yelling about? Who’s autistic? Who has psychological issues?”


    So not being in love means having psychological issues? Who made up that rule?


    Magdalen was clearly taken aback, her voice dropped, she mumbled, “It was Jonathan who mentioned


    autism.”


    Estelle shot Jonathan a cold look.


    Jonathan quickly exined, “I meant she’s shut herself in her house.”


    Estelle took a deep breath, holding back her anger, she said to Magdalen, “Did you need something? If


    not, I’m going to hang up.”


    “I did have something to say, but now I’ve forgotten because you’re angry, Magdalen replied somewhat


    innocently


    “Tell me when you remember then!”.


    Estelle hung up and turned to Jonathan, her tone just as cold as before, “Is there anything else?”


    Jonathan looked at her, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He got up and said, I’m going to wash the


    dishes, and I’ll leave after I finish.”