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Love Her to No End

Chapter 61
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Chapter 61 Hugging A HandsBoyfriend To Sleep In Jonathan's mind, Michaela was a gentle and obedient girl. Even when she was betrayed by Zack, she never drowned her sorrows in alcohol.

Therefore, when he learned that she had gone out drinking with Lorelei, he developed a negative impression of the latter. However, his resentment for her eased right after he heard her flattering comments about him.

You have taste! | gotta give you that.

Sometimes, alcohol could cloud one’s judgment, just like the drunkards in front of him.

Both of them covered their mouths as they giggled over the gossip they shared as if he couldn't hear what they said at all.

The very next second, Michaela got to her feet by supporting herself against the bar. Suddenly, she felt her knees buckle and lost her balance.

Fortunately, Jonathan caught her in time. Threading his large hands around her waist, he pulled her into his embrace. “Be careful!” “Hey, handsome, did you hear that? Lorelei says that you're my boyfriend.” As if she hadn't had enough, Michaela reached out to rub Jonathan's cheeks. Smiling gleefully, she mumbled, “Oh my, my boyfriend is really handsome! Given how real it feels, I'm probably not dreaming, am I?” Meanwhile, Walter and Gary, who were standing by the side, felt their hearts skip a beat when they saw Michaela pinch the sides of Jonathan's face.

Ever since Michaela entered Jonathan's life, she seemed to have pulled him down from his pedestal and broke all the protocols he used to have.

Just when they were taken aback by what was going on, they were unaware of the shocking scene that was about to follow.

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Despite having his face contorted by her, Jonathan wasn’t bothered at all. Instead, he remarked affectionately, “Mich, that’s enough drinking for the night. Let's go home.” “Didn’t we say that we wouldn't leave until we're drunk?” Michaela widened her glistening eyes and blinked at him reluctantly.

Jonathan couldn't hold back his smile, as the look she gave him melted his exasperation away. Thus, he suggested in a gentle tone, “In that case, let's drink at home, all right?” “What about Lorelei?” “She’s coming with us!” Upon hearing Jonathan's approval, Michaela cracked a vibrant smile and exclaimed, “All right! Let's go with my boyfriend's idea. Lorelei, come, I'll challenge you again when we're home!” Challenge? Is she revealing her true self under the influence of alcohol? After giving Walter a knowing look, Jonathan helped Michaela through the crowd.

When he saw that Lorelei was beginning to doze off with one hand on the bar, Walter gave Gary a pleading look.

However, all he got in response was Gary turning around and leaving with an indifferent expression.

Left without a choice, Walter frantically tried to find an appropriate place to hold her. In the end, he closed his eyes to steel himself before putting her hand around his shoulder and hurrying after Jonathan.

Even though he was single, Walter didn’t find the drunk Lorelei attractive at all. Instead, he resented his task.

A short while after they left, Lucille and her gang returned to their seats after having a blast on the dance floor.

However, they were startled to see the two vacant seats at the bar.

When he saw the increasing amount of drinks Michaela had downed, Liam's eyes began to sparkle in excitement.

Tonight is certainly a wonderful opportunity.

Just a moment ago, Lucille was wondering what excuse she should use to provide an opening for Liam. However, by the tthey finished dancing, Michaela was nowhere to be found.

When they enquired with the bartender, the latter told them he wasn’t paying attention.

After all, seeing couples going off for one-night stands was a common occurrence in a bar. Since everyone was doing so willingly, there was no reason for him to take special notice at all.

Upon learning that Michaela had left, Liam was visibly disappointed. Having lost his mood for fun, all of them went hafter a few more drinks.

Meanwhile, Michaela was especially quiet on the journey back.

After they had started driving for five minutes, she fell asleep amidst her grogginess. As she nodded sleepily, her head almost knocked onto the car window a couple of times.

Not knowing what else to do, Jonathan gently pulled her into his arms and murmured in a tender tone, “You have outdone yourself this time.” While the driver was focused on the journey, Gary was sitting in the front passenger seat. After pondering a moment, he informed, “Mr. Xander, | saw Lucille at the bar just now.” “Looks like she knows how to enjoy life,” Jonathan responded with an emotionless expression.

While that foolish nephew of mine is working hard for a living, she actually has the mood to go drinking? What an inconsiderate woman! “She saw Ms. Lingard too!” Gary continued to report. “As Lucille is a vengeful person, I'm worried that she will hold a grudge over what happened the last tand exact revenge on Ms. Lingard.” “If she has a death wish, I'll gladly send her on her way.” As Jonathan spoke in a high-and-mighty tone, the gentle expression on his face was quickly replaced by a ruthless one, stunning even Gary.

Given how reserved Mr. Xander has always been, it’s rare for him to bare his fangs. Looks like only Ms. Lingard is capable of eliciting such emotion from him.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Xander. | will protect Ms. Lingard with my life!” After having served Jonathan for a long time, Gary would be a fool if he still didn’t know how to read the latter's mind.

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Moreover, after almost being defeated during Lucille’s unexpected visit, Gary felt as if he hadn’t done justice to all that Jonathan had taught him. Consequently, he wasn’t going to let Michaela cto any harm this time.

“Thank you.” Lowering his gaze at Michaela who was sleeping soundly, Jonathan's eyes were filled with warmth and bliss.

Once they arrived home, Jonathan instructed Walter to send Lorelei to the guest room, while he carried Michaela back to hers.

Having drunk a lot, Michaela reeked of alcohol. Nonetheless, Jonathan didn’t mind it at all. After lowering her onto her bed, he wet a towel in the bathroom so that he could wipe her face.

However, by the the returned, he could no longer find her there.

“Mich?” Seized by a sudden panic, he threw the towel aside and almost dashed out to search for her when he suddenly heard someone sobbing softly.

Tracking the sound to its source, Jonathan finally found her curled up in a corner of the wardrobe. Her arms were wrapped around her knees as tears streamed down the side of her cheeks.

As an inexplicable heartache swelled within him, he asked in a trembling tone, “Why are you hiding here?” Feeling the weight in his feet, Jonathan was about to approach her and carry her out when he heard her choking voice. “I have already tried my best. So, why do you have to treatthis way? Is it because I'm not worth it? Is selfish interest more important than family ties? Or, am I not good enough for you? However, my heart really hurts!” Ever since the incident, Michaela had put up a strong front. Even though she was the victim, she was willing to sacrifice her own interest for the sake of others.

Therefore, everyone assumed that she had gotten over the matter. In truth, no one knew how much pain she was in.

While she was disappointed in Lucille and Zack, it was the repeated blows that Jacob dealt her that were truly devastating.

Upon hearing her words, Jonathan exuded a frosty aura and couldn't hold his emotions back any longer.

Subsequently, he carried her back into the room.

“Mich, stop crying now, will you?” Just when he reached out to help her wipe her tears, he noticed that her breathing had slowed down. Lowering his gaze, he noticed that she had already fallen asleep. Nevertheless, her lack of security caused her to grab onto Jonathan's shirt tightly, refusing to let go.

“Mich...” With a gentle look in his eye, he asked in a deep and raspy voice, “What can | do to make you feel better?” Just as he spoke, Jonathan kissed her on the forehead before carefully pulling her into his embrace.