Chapter 55


    Chapter 55 Watching The Sunrise


    Just when Vincent gained a new perspective on Jonathan’s craftiness, Jonathan received a message


    from the resort about Vincent’s departure. Satisfied that he would be alone for the morning hike with


    Micha the next day, Jonathan returned to bed.


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    Micha had a good night’s sleep that night. Maybe it was due to a lot of walking around the resort


    during the day. She jerked from her deep slumber when Jonathan came knocking on her door before


    dawn. Only then did she remember the promise to watch the sunrise.


    She quickly washed up and changed into appropriate attire. They had a simple breakfast of oatmeal,


    then made their way to the mountain top.


    Halfway there, Micha finally realized it was too quiet. She turned to Jonathan confusedly. “Mr.


    Jonathan, is it truly okay for us not to invite Vincent along?”


    “He left,” Jonathan replied nonchntly.


    She’s still thinking about that idiot?


    “Huh?”


    Micha was surprised at the news.


    He didn’t mention about leaving at dinnerst night and even reminded me to set the rm for this


    morning before returning to his room. Why did he leave so suddenly?


    Jonathan met her gaze and said, “He told me his mom had arranged a blind date for him, so he left in a


    hurry and didn’t get to say his goodbyes. He did leave a short message though.”


    Worried Micha would be interested in Vincent, Jonathan sacrificed his friend’s reputation to avoid any


    possibility of that happening.


    “Oh,” Micha muttered gloomily.


    Is she sad at Vincent’s sudden departure?


    The thought annoyed Jonathan. His eyes narrowed as he asked, “What’s with your reaction?”


    “I just felt sorry that Vincent was forced into marriage.”


    The unexpected answer had Vincent exhaling a breath. Before he could rx, Micha spoke in a soft


    voice. “But I understood the reason he was forced into marriage. After all, he’s not getting any younger,


    but what confuses me the most is even my mom asks me to meet more new friends and to start dating


    some of them if they aren’t that bad. I’m only twenty-two!”


    Not getting any younger?


    Jonathan frowned as he counted. Vincent is younger than me by a year. Am I old? I thought seniority


    was thergest obstacle to taking our rtionship further, but age was really the main issue instead?


    Before he could resolve the burning issue, Micha started going on about Hannah hounding her to


    date. Jonathan felt he was swimming against the current at that point.


    Even though he was panicking, he kept a calmposure. “What do you think about it?”


    “Of course, I don’t want to look for a boyfriend so early on. Besides, men are pigs. They always break


    their promises and do something different than what they said. They cheated on girls and changed their


    minds at a drop of a hat. When they were wooing you, they whispered sweet nothings into your ears and


    pampered you, but what did they do in the end? It’s always the girls that got hurt.”


    Micha was giving her speech passionately when she felt a dark gaze trained on her. Realizing her slip


    of a tongue, she stuck out her tongue cutely andughed dryly. “I’m not talking about you, Mr. Jonathan.


    No offense.”


    “None taken.” Jonathan said casually, “You never dated me before, so of course, I’m not going to


    assume you’re talking about me.


    Micha continued to ster a forced smile on her face at his answer. “Mich, you can’t lump everything


    and everyone together. It makes sense for Mdm. Simmons to worry. All you have to do is listen to your


    heart.”


    “Thank you, Mr. Jonathan.”


    Micha shed him such a bright smile that even her eyes lit up.


    As the resort wasn’t open to the public, the hike to the mountain peak was empty. When they reached


    the peak, they saw a few small groups of hikers there. They were all facing the east, waiting for the sun


    to rise as they shivered in the cold wind.


    The mornings in fall were starting to get colder, especially in the mountains.


    The heat their bodies had umted from the hike vanished as time passed.


    Seeing Micha’s excitement even though her nose had already turned red from the cold, Jonathan


    drew closer to her and asked with a smile, “Feeling cold yet?”


    “I’m good,” she replied in a chirpy voice. He could imagine the notes dancing in the air.


    He liked how lively and energetic she was now, aspared to the gloomy her at the beach.


    Ever since her engagement was annulled and he decided to stay in the city, he swore he would be the


    one to evoke Micha’s every feeling from then on.


    However, I don’t want to see her getting sick.


    Jonathan lifted his hand to unbuckle the buttons on his coat. Knowing what he was trying to do, Micha


    stopped him by cing her hand on his. “I’m not cold, Mr. Jonathan. The wind is blowing strongly. It’s


    best if you keep it on. I don’t want you getting sick.”


    Her hands were cold and soft. The vivid sensation warmed his heart. With an arch of his brow, he asked


    smugly, “Worried about me?”


    His husky voice had a certain charm that enticed the listener.


    Micha was stunned briefly but didn’t notice anything amiss. He began speaking in a deeper baritone.


    “I have a way to keep both of us warm.”


    Before Micha could realize what was happening, Jonathan stretched his arm and pulled her into his


    embrace. He swiftly covered her with his wide coat. It does feel warmer.


    But it’s too intimate. Micha’s heart started racing, and her breathing turned heavier. The hot breath on


    her ear felt amplified every time he exhaled.


    He noticed her ears were turning red, and a warm smile yed on his lips. “See? Not cold anymore?”


    “Yeah.”


    Micha nodded woodenly, but her ears were turning redder.


    Not far away, a shivering Walter was wiping the snot dripping down his nose. He elbowed the statue


    beside him. “Say, why did Mr. Xandere all the way here for this torture? Could it be just for a hug?”


    Gary cast a condescending nce at Walter. Even though I don’t know Mr. Xander’s n, I’m sure he


    has his reasons.


    However, he wouldn’t let Walter know he was clueless too.


    Walter was not offended or surprised by Gary’s attitude. Not caring whether he would agree, Walter


    inched closer to him. “I think Mr. Xander is feeling quite warm with his method. Should we give it a try?”


    “F**k off!” Gary shot him a disgusted nce and shrank away.


    Walter was upset at his disgust. “F**k! I’m straight too! I’m f**king doing it to get some warmth. Let the


    cold freeze you to death then.”


    Walter jumped on the spot, trying to warm his body up. “It’s too f**king cold here.”


    At that time, the sun’s rays had shone through the horizon, illuminating the faraway cloud that was slowly


    rolling away to reveal the peaks of the mountains. As the red sun peaked through, its rays painted the


    sky red.


    The magnificent view of sunrise had everyone agitated.


    Not far away, a few people started cheering loudly and whipped out their phones for a photo session.


    Micha waved her hands excitedly as though her arms could reach the fiery sky.


    “Mr. Jonathan, look at that! Vincent was right! It’s beautiful!”


    As the ball of light rose higher, Micha’s pretty face lighted up. It cast a sensual charm on her looks.


    “Mich!”


    “Hmm?”


    Oblivious to Jonathan’s darkened gaze, Micha was still submerged in the overwhelming beauty of


    nature.


    “Guard your heart well.”


    “What?”


    The loud cheers had drowned out Jonathan’s deep voice. Before Micha could turn around and ask


    him, his husky voice sounded again. “I said, guard your heart for me. I’ll nning to steal it from you.”