Chapter 1804


    In the soft glow of the evening, Jonathan swung by the film set to pick up Estelle.


    This time, instead of idling in the car, he made his way straight to the set.


    From a distance, Blythe caught sight of a tall and handsome man approaching and immediately stood


    up, her gaze fixated on the neer, a sh of awe in her eyes.


    As Jonathan drew closer, Blythe spoke up nervously, “Um, you’re here for Estelle, right?”


    Jonathan nodded, “I tried calling her, but couldn''t get through. Is she still here?”


    Blythe promptly nodded again, “Yes, Estelle had toe back this afternoon for something. I’ll go fetch


    her for you.”


    “In the front yard? No need, I’ll find her myself,” Jonathan replied, his voice calm, as he started walking


    further in.


    Estelle’s makeshift office was located next to a rented vi on the set, partitioned off in a small


    courtyard that was cluttered with various items as the shoot was nearing its final stages.


    After some searching, Jonathan finally located Estelle asleep under a banana tree.


    A lounge chair was ced under the tree, with Estelle lying on her side, a design blueprint covering her


    face, seemingly in a deep sleep.


    The setting sun filtered through the leaves of the tree, casting dappled shadows over her, and despite


    the hustle and bustle around, she appeared undisturbed.


    A smile yed on Jonathan’s face as he walked over and gently lifted the blueprint from her face.


    With the paper removed, Estelle’s serene profile was revealed. Her eyes opened to the sight of the


    setting sun, and Jonathan standing above her.


    Leaning on the armrest of the chair with one hand and gently caressing her chin with the other,


    Jonathan smiled affectionately, “So you weren''t asleep after all, justzing about?”


    A smile slowly spread across Estelle’s lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself


    closer. She nuzzled her forehead against his chin, a yful whine in her motion, “What brings you


    here?”


    Jonathan nted a soft kiss on her cheek, “I missed you.”


    “I missed you too,” Estelle responded, looking up at him with her clear, deep eyes.


    Jonathan’s voice deepened, husky with emotion, “Let’s go home.”


    “Yeah,” Estelle grinned, “let’s go home.”


    On their way back to Bright Commercial Center, Charlie called Jonathan, urging them toe down for


    dinner once they got home.


    “We’re on the way home, should be there in about half an hour,” Jonathan replied.


    “Hurry up, Emily’s whipped up all of Estelle’s favorites!” It sounded like Charlie was bustling around the


    kitchen, and he hung up after a few quick words.


    Jonathan nced at Estelle, “If Charlie starts showing off again tonight, I swear I’ll toss him out the


    window.”


    Estelle leaned back in her seat, her expression rxed, “Let him have his moment of glory, he’s been


    holding back for so long.”


    Jonathan chuckled, a touch of pride in hisughter, “When do I get to have my moment?”


    Estelle turned towards him, “Do you really like kids that much?”


    After a moment’s thought, Jonathan quirked an eyebrow, “I wouldn’t have said so before, but now, I’m


    really looking forward to our own kids.”


    Estelle pressed her lips together, gazing out the car window in silence.


    She had visited the hospital after returning from B City that day, and upon hearing from the doctor that


    everything was normal and that she wasn’t pregnant, she couldn’t tell if she felt more relief or


    disappointment.


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    At the time, she thought it was for the best, sparing her an additional worry.


    But hearing Jonathan’s words now, the sense of loss crept back in.


    Once at Emily’s ce, Kya ran up to them first, “Estelle, Jonathan!”


    Estelle lifted Kya into her arms, showing her the box in her hand, “Today we have caramel pudding and


    hazelnut cookies. Which one do you want first?”


    Kya’s innocent smile revealed her tiny white teeth, “Both!”


    “You’re getting greedier by the day!” Estelleughed, cing her on the sofa and opening the box of


    sweets.


    Charlie emerged from the kitchen, asking Jonathan, “What’ll you have to drink?”


    “Just dinner for me tonight, no alcohol,” Jonathan replied coolly.


    Charlie’s lips curled into a smirk, “Going dry for the baby-making, huh?”