Drama Novel
Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Without lifting his head, Jonathan was speed reading the documents in his hand, looking all high and
mighty and cold, totally unapproachable
Norah laughed and said, ‘Estelle, are you here to be a tutor?”
She knew Estelle lived in the poorer eastern suburbs, and here was the rich area, so she naturally
assumed Estelle was here to make some extra cash as a private tutor
Estelle smiled faintly, “Good thing I ran into you”
How did she forget that Norah was Jonathan’s niece?
They hadn’t seen each other in almost three years, and now they’d run into each other three times in
one week. Estelle thought to herself, did Cupid just remember her?
Norah turned to introduce Estelle, “This is my young uncle!”
Estelle pretended she didn’t know already, and nodded, “Mr. Lamont!”
Hearing a familiar voice, Jonathan’s gaze shifted and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Estelle clutched the umbrella handle, her heart in turmoil, thinking about how he might know she was a
student at University of J City at most, so there was nothing to be nervous about.
Norah, who was naturally warm and friendly, initiated a conversation with Estelle, “Is Brooke chasing
after Saul?”
Remembering what happened yesterday, Estelle’s eyes turned cold and she casually replied, “Seems
so!”
Norah laughed mockingly, “The whole school knows Saul has liked you for three years, you two are so
close! How could Saul ever take a liking to Brooke?”
Instinctively. Estelle glanced at Jonathan and smiled, “Saul and I are just classmates. It’s none of my
business who he gets together with.”
Norah gave her a look that seemed to say ‘yeah, right, like I buy it, and Estelle felt wronged. Whether
her marriage was by agreement or not, she was still married now!
When they got back to the city, there was a traffic jam due to an accident. Norah covered her stomach
and said, “When will this road open up? I’m hungry. Why don’t we go grab something to eat?”
Estelle quickly said, “I’ll just get off here and go back to school myself.”
“Forget going back to school, it’s already noon. Let’s go have lunch together!” Norah made the decision Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
without hesitation.
Jonathan, who hadn’t said anything the whole ride, looked at his watch and told Millard, “Pull over.”
There happened to be a French restaurant on the right, and the three of them went in and sat down.
Fearing that Estelle might not be familiar with dining at such fancy restaurants, Norah took the initiative
to order for her after asking her preferences.
After ordering, Norah went to the restroom, leaving Jonathan and Estelle sitting at the table.
Jonathan was leaning back against the sofa, lazily checking his phone with half-closed eyes, his
handsome. face was breath taking.
Estelle’s gaze fell on the man’s handsome face, in a trance, remembering that night, when he was so
passionate and gentle, yet fierce at times, completely different from his current elegant demeanor.
Looking back on that night, she wondered why had she given in so easily and even paid him a hundred
dollars. Was she out of her mind?
But now, sitting here, looking at the handsome man across from her, she finally felt at peace; the
money wasn’t
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spent in vain.
Jonathan sensed the gaze on him and slightly furrowed his eyebrows, looking up at her
Estelle shifted her gaze nonchalantly to the window, her ears turning red Daydreaming, for shame!
With a hint of curiosity, Jonathan’s cool eyes met hers and his lips parted. “What’s your name?”
Estelle tensed up, and softly said,
“Estelle.”
His handsome face remained expressionless, and his eyes showed no surprise, obviously having no
recollection of the name
In Estelle’s mind, as expected, he never cared about the name of the woman he married
Just as the dessert was served and Estelle’s phone received a message, their conversation came to an
abrupt end
Clicked open her WhatsApp. Magdalen messaged,
[Ella, guess who I saw? Jonathan! He’s having lunch with a woman, and I couldn’t see her face clearly.
Dating a vixen as soon as he gets back to the country, does he even remember that he’s married?]
Estelle stared at her phone, feeling a mix of emotions, and it took her a while to reply.
[Sorry, I’m that vixen.]
Magdalen Sampson was a long-time friend and confidante. Besides her father Bennett, Magdalen was
the only one who knew about Estelle’s marriage to Jonathan.
Magdalen sent a shocked emoji with its eyes popping out, then quickly texted, [How did you end up
with Jonathan? Have you two formally met as husband and wife?]
Husband and wife?
Estelle looked at these words and found it hard to explain. She glanced at Jonathan before texting
back, [No, it’s a coincidence. I’ll explain later.]
Magdalen’s curiosity was piqued, and she wouldn’t easily let it go, [I’m on the third floor, I’m coming
down to find you.]
Estelle quickly texted back, [Stay put. Don’t move!]
Magdalen sent a pitiful emoji and Estelle ignored it. Just as she closed her phone, she suddenly
smelled a light. and fresh perfume.
A woman in a GK Jewelry Studio spring beige suit walked over, sitting directly next to Jonathan. With
her exquisite makeup and elegant demeanor, she briefly glanced at Estelle before playfully complaining
to Jonathan, “I called you this morning to have lunch together and you said you were busy. Turns out
you’ve already had plans.”
Jonathan’s face remained cool, “There’s always a first come, first served rule.”
The woman chuckled, her gaze on Estelle became sharper, “Nice to meet you, I’m Lucille Hammer.
What’s your name, Miss?”
Estelle sensed the hostility and was just about to respond when Jonathan unexpectedly pushed the
dessert. over to her. With a nearly imperceptible hint of affection, he said, “You like raspberry mousse,
don’t you? Try
this.”
Estelle actually didn’t like raspberry mousse, but she obediently picked up her spoon.
Lucille’s smile faltered, but she still tried to maintain it, “Why are you being so protective? I was just
asking for her name. I didn’t mean any harm!”
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Jonathan had a poker face, “She’s shy. Just a bit stranger anxiety’
Estelle tried to swallow a mouthful of mousse with great effort.
Lucille mocked, “Shy? I think some girls are pretty gutsy. flaunting their good looks and looking for men
everywhere. Jonathan, you better watch out”
Jonathan crossed his knees, thin lips curled indifferently, “As long as she’s good looking. I’m not asking
for anything else’
Estelle’s hand shook once as she held the spoon, feeling like she couldn’t continue to eat the cake
Could they at least consider the feelings of the innocent bystander?
Lucille didn’t hide her displeasure this time, clearly feeling Jonathan’s defense of the girl. She was
frustrated but didn’t dare to vent it on him. The problem was she had no right to be jealous either their
parents were friends and her father wanted to set them up, but Jonathan never showed any interest.
Knowing that she had to maintain her composure at this moment, Lucille gracefully stood up and
smiled, “I won’t disturb your meal, I’ll visit Auntie some other day.”
Jonathan responded with an indifferent “Mhm,” and Lucille, holding back her bitterness, left in her high
heels.
Estelle had eaten half of the cake on her plate. Seeing the woman leave, she immediately put down her
spoon.
Jonathan looked over and his voice returned to its previous distant tone, “Don’t take it wrong.”
Estelle calmly replied, “I get it. You bought me a meal, I’ll do you a favor, and we’re even.”