Chapter 2074


    Estelle''s eyes twinkled, her lips curving into a faint smile.


    Jonathan took Estelle''s hand in his, "You wanted to chat with E, right? Can it wait until another day? She''s had a draining day,


    dealing with reporters and all. Let her rest up before she spends time with you."


    Catherine immediately responded, "Oh dear, that''s my fault. You go ahead and take Estelle upstairs."


    Jonathan led Estelle towards the staircase, and she turned back to bid Catherine goodnight.


    Around the corner, Henson nced back at Norah with a hint of provocation in his tone, "Still nning to talk to Estelle?"


    Norah rolled her eyes, "Jonathan''s got her under lock and key. Estelle must be so fed up with him. We should rescue her!"


    Henson, heading to his room, snorted, "Go if you want, but leave me out of it. I''m counting on Jonathan to teach me boxing over


    the winter break!"


    Norah followed him, "So you''re just going to ignore Estelle because you''re afraid of upsetting Jonathan?"


    “Estelle''s got Jonathan," Henson retorted, "She''s happy as can be. Worry about yourself instead!"


    “What''s wrong with me?" Norah blinked in surprise.


    “Aren''t you heartbroken? You''ve been moping aroundtely," Henson observed her closely.


    Norah slumped over the banister, "It''s not heartbreak; it''s unrequited love. And the guy doesn''t even like me."


    “Really? Who''s this guy with such nerve?" Henson''s eyes lit up with curiosity.


    "He''s not bold; just indifferent, barely notices me," Norah said, filled with frustration.


    "Then chase after him!" Henson looked at her with disdain. "If he''s not into someone else, you''ve got a chance. You have to fight


    for what you want!"


    Norah bit her lip, murmuring, "He already said he''s not into me. Wouldn''t it be humiliating to keep pursuing him?"


    "What matters more to you—this guy or your pride?" Henson raised an eyebrow.


    “Of course he matters more!" Norah blurted out, then stamped her foot in frustration, "You don''t get it. It''s not just about my pride.


    | don''t want to annoy him."


    Henson shook his head sympathetically, "You''re really selling yourself short."


    Tears brimmed in Norah''s eyes.


    "Sometimes, you''ve got to be a bit selfish," Henson said, sounding wiser than his years.


    "Selfish?" Norah didn''t understand.


    "It means, stop worrying about him so much. Do what makes you happy," Henson exined bluntly, then sighed, "With your


    smarts, you might need to mull over that one. Best head to your room and ponder it in bed.”


    Norah ced her hands on her hips, "You''re just a kid, and you''re lecturing me on life?"


    "Intelligence isn''t tied to age!" Henson shrugged and disappeared into his room.


    Norah was left standing there, huffing with indignation.Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    Upstairs, Jonathan cradled Estelle after a soothing bath, then gentlyid her on the bed to apply ointment to her wounds.


    The cuts had scabbed over and were healing nicely without the risk of scarring, thanks to Jonathan''s careful attention.


    Estelle remained silent throughout.


    Jonathan set the ointment aside and


    lay down next to her, AGS


    arm A hen erst he pu kes her


    dose He! e whispered, "It doesn''t


    matter that the Macin family''s


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    Estelle rested her forehead against his chest, hershes brushing against his toned physique. She asked softly, "Am I really so


    unlikable?"


    Earlier in the evening, the others had carefully avoided discussing the Macin family''s misdeeds, probably to keep her from


    getting upset.


    Her own biological parents had


    ee against her, ch ith ratiahass!


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    farnily | ae that cold-hearted, or was


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    "Nonsense!" Jonathan frowned. "Before you, have you ever seen me care for another woman? You are one of a kind!"


    One of a kind indeed.


    Estelle looked up at him, her gaze clear and bright, a yful smile on her lips, "Do you think | shouldn''t be too greedy?"


    She had Jonathan, her grandfather


    and brother, friends like Mag cian


    and Emi dthonamont family


    Dane as their own. She


    couldn''t ask for more. Please read


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