Love Her to No End
Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Chapter 64 Not Hate But Like

It was fall. Leaves rustled in the chilly wind.

Michaela’s biological clock was what woke her up. When she opened her eyes and saw the familiarscent in front of her, she closed her eyes in despair.

It seemed like she had drunk quite a lot the night before, for she could not remember how she evencame back.

It was only until the sounds of running water traveled into her ears did Michaela abruptly sat up.

The room seemed familiar, but after a closer look, Michaela realized that it was not quite the same. Themonotonous color scheme for the interior told her that it was Jonathan’s room.

Could it be that I went to the wrong room after drinking too much last night?

Michaela then rubbed her temples. She could not believe that the first drink she had would be thestrongest alcohol—whiskey. Furthermore, as she was suffering a hangover, she felt a gnome poundingaway in her head.

Even if I’ve gone to the wrong room, what’s with the sound from the bathroom?

Right as Michaela was about to get out of bed and replace out what really was going on, someone openedthe bathroom door from inside. Then, Jonathan, in a black bathrobe, walked out.

The black bathrobe had a low V-neck, and Jonathan had only loosely tied the bathrobe’s belt around hiswaist.

Jonathan was usually an elegant gentleman, but in that bathrobe, he looked even more attractive thanusual.

Right then, a bead of water rolled down his cheek and to his collarbone before disappearing down hischest.

Just a brief glimpse at him, and Michaela could already see Jonathan’s great figure.

The suave man had the perfect body shape of an inverted triangle, and he had defined muscles. As hisbathrobe reached his knees, his muscular calves could be seen. They were a flawless mix of beauty andstrength, a deadly temptation.

In the blink of an eye, Michaela’s face turned bright red. She did not know where to look, but she couldnot tear her eyes away either.

It was especially so when she saw Jonathan’s smiling eyes. Subconsciously, Michaela pulled her blankethigher to block her line of sight.

Jonathan smiled at her actions. He then dried his hair with the towel for a while before heading straight tothe bed and sitting down beside Michaela.

Upon feeling the cave-in of the bed, Michaela’s face turned even hotter. As a matter of fact, the heat fromher face traveled to the tip of her ears. Just then, a magnetic voice sounded out, “You’re now shy after anight of us sleeping together?”

Instantly, Michaela’s eyes widened, and she whipped her head around to look at Jonathan in disbelief.

She then saw Jonathan raise a brow and uttered in a low voice, “What’s the matter? Have you forgotteneverything that happened last night? Do you need a reminder? Hmm?”

The way he dragged his last word made Michaela’s heart skip a beat.

Panicking, her temples throb. Her brows knitted, and snippets of memories of last night flashed past hermind.

Finally, with Jonathan’s reminder, her memories gradually returned.

When she recalled calling Jonathan her boyfriend, Michaela immediately covered her face and wishedfor the ground to open up and swallow her whole. That way, she would not need to see anyone else forthe rest of her life.

This is so embarrassing! I even caressed his face! Oh my god!

When she turned to look at Jonathan to see him looking at her with a gentle smile, Michaela felt certainthat she would soon be murdered.

I have to lie on the bed I make. There’s no way I’ll be able to avoid this issue by pretending to be anostrich.

“Mr. Jonathan, I’m sorry. I…” What Michaela wanted to say to him was that she had drunk too much andto ask him not to be mad at her.

However, before she could finish her sentence, the man’s magnetic voice rang by her ear, “It’s fine.Letting yourself go wild is a way of ridding yourself of stress. You don’t need to take the matter to heart.”

It was an unexpected answer that made Michaela snap her head upward. Instantly, her eyes met hissharp ones. He had a solemn expression on, but the words he said made her face red and her heart skipa beat.

“Moreover, I should be forgiving and nice to you as your boyfriend.”

Boyfriend?

All of Michaela’s blood rushed to her face at the mention of that word, making both her face and neckflushed.

Michaela did not know how to respond to his blunt words, but still, she tried to explain, “Mr. Jonathan, Idrank too much last night and was spouting nonsense. How can you take my drunk speech seriously?”

“But I did.” Jonathan stared at her with a burning gaze. “Don’t they say that people speak only the truthafter drinking? I never thought that you’ve always had a crush on me, Mich.”

“No, that’s not it. I—” Michaela instinctively denied, but the next thing she saw was Jonathan gazing ather with a hurt look.

“Do you hate me, Mich?”

“No!” Michaela denied again.

Jonathan was the only one who treated her extremely well other than her grandfather and mother. Sheknew that he was sincerely nice to her. Perhaps it was all because of her grandfather, but still, she wasgrateful for his kindness.

Therefore, she did not hate him. Even the initial anxiety she felt upon meeting him again slowlydissipated as the two met more and more frequently.

However, if someone were to ask her to clarify the feelings she had for Jonathan, she would replace herselfat a loss for words.

A tinge of delight entered Jonathan’s eyes as he watched Michaela deny everything in a panic. It was asif she was terrified of him misunderstanding her. He then uttered, “If you don’t hate me, Mich, it meansyou like me. I knew it!”

Michaela froze. She was baffled.

Does not hating him mean I like him? Is that really how things work? Is he really still Mr. Xander who issupposedly uninterested in girls? Why is he so childish?

“I… I…”

Michaela was panicking to the verge of tears. No matter what she said, she could not win againstJonathan. It felt as though none of her words would be able to clarify the situation.

It was until Michaela’s face and ears were as red as a tomato did Jonathan finally change the topic.“There’s honey water by the bedside. Drink it after you wash up. Then, come downstairs for your meal. Ifyou don’t start moving, you’re going to be late.”

“Huh?”

At that, Michaela turned around to glance at the time. Upon registering the time, she tossed thefrustrating issue to the back of her mind and pulled the blanket off her. In the next second, she was upand running toward the bathroom of the opposite room.

The smile on Jonathan’s face deepened at the sight of the young woman’s hurrying figure. He stared ather unblinkingly, seemingly unwilling to miss out even a second of her.

By the time Michaela changed and went down the stairs, Jonathan was already seated at the diningtable. At the thought of what happened earlier, Michaela walked to the other side of the table and satdown opposite Jonathan.

The girl’s always been sitting with Mr. Xander, but she’s deliberately sitting on the other side today. Couldit be that the two are arguing? Wayne wondered. That can’t be, right? Mr. Xander looked thrilled thismorning. I thought the two have confirmed their relationship, but what’s going on with them right now?

Despite the confusion he felt, Wayne still brought Michaela’s breakfast to her. After giving Wayne a softthanks, Michaela dug in.

When she sensed the burning gaze opposite, Michaela was even more afraid to lift her head and meethis eyes. All she could do was steel herself and pretend as if she did not notice his staring.

Jonathan did not push Michaela any further when he noticed her avoidance.

The change in their status already delighted him enough. He knew that she needed time to accept thefact, and he was worried that pressuring her might end up backfiring on him.

However, Jonathan never knew that would continue until Friday.