Find Me In Your Labyrinth - Season 2 Episode 89

Estelle blushed and whispered in his ear, “Can I have a kiss and a hug?”

Her voice was so soft, and she seemed tipsy The faint smell of plum wine touched his face, and Jonathan’s heartbeat stopped for a second. He looked at her, wearing a gentle smile, and said, “It would be my pleasure!”

He then picked her up onto his lap and kissed her lips.

Cheers and laughter erupted around them.

Estelle’s pretty face turned as red as a cooked shrimp. She thought it would just be a brief, light kiss, but Jonathan kissed her as intensely as he did when they were alone, not caring about the people watching.

Estelle felt dizzy, and she couldn’t help but grip the man’s arm tightly, forcing herself to stay calm. She pushed him away and bowed her head politely, saying. “Thank you

She quickly got up and returned to the table where the three of them were playing games.

She pretended to be calm and composed, but only she knew how fast her heart was beating and how hot her ears were.

Winnie looked at her enviously, “That’s such a beautiful feeling I want that punishment too.”

Mrs. Macy got Estelle a gla*s of juice and smiled at Winnie, ‘We’ll try our best to satisfy you!”

“Great, you all have to help me!” Winnie laughed heartily.

The evening breeze was warm, and the atmosphere was harmonious. The three of them played games happily while Estelle, unable to hold her liquor, gradually leaned on the table and watched Winnie sing.

Her voice was low and graceful, especially suitable for singing. Combined with her charming eyes, even women would be moved by her

The familiar presence approached from behind, and the man scooped her up, saying to Mrs. Macy and Winnie, ‘I’m sorry, Estelle’s a bit tipsy. I’ll take her back to

rest.

“Mr. Lamont, please go ahead” Mrs. Macy smiled gently. She was also a bit drunk, but still maintained her elegance, Take good care of Estelle.”

“Alright,” Jonathan nodded.

Estelle nestled in Jonathan’s arms, her eyes hazy, and said, “I want to stay for a while longer.”

Jonathan carried her across the lawn, kissed her lips, and spoke softly, “Good girl, let’s go to sleep. We can play again tomorrow.”

Estelle was indeed feeling very dizzy, so she quietly rested against his shoulder.

After returning to the villa, Estelle became restless, constantly burrowing into Jonathan’s arms and calling out to him, “Mr. Lamont!”

‘Uncle!”

“Uncle?”

Jonathan was getting agitated by her squirming in his arms, and he had to respond, “Yes? What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable somewhere?”

Estelle wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes hazy and her tone soft as she cooed, “I want a hug!”

Jonathan’s voice was hoarse, “Aren’t I hugging you already?”

“I want a kiss!”

Jonathan was about to go insane, carrying her quickly up the stairs, saying, “Hold on!”

“I want a kiss, uncle…”

Jonathan strode into the bedroom, threw her onto the bed, pinched her chin, and kissed her fiercely, “You’re not allowed to drink anymore!”

Estelle held his face, her eyes innocent, “You don’t want to kiss me?”

Jonathan leaned down to look at the girl, saying, ‘Tonight, I can make you even happier. Do you want it?”

Estelle’s eyes were dazed, and it took her a while to understand what he meant, shaking her head and saying, “No!”

“Don’t you want a kiss? The man’s voice was husky as he kissed her gently along her eyebrows and corners of her eyes.

Estelle clung to his arm with a nervous expression, saying, “Jonathan!”

“I’m here! Don’t be afraid, baby. Just try it, you’ll like it.” Jonathan whispered softly, kissing her deeply.

The curtains quietly closed, and the light grew dimmer, blocking out the moonlight.