Chapter 789
“She didn’t say much.” Josiah said, looking a bit bummed, and then headed upstairs.
In the afternoon, Estelle was chatting with Old Wade.
All the other servants had gone home for the holidays, leaving only a cook, a security guard/driver, and Old Wade.
Old Wade had never married in his life and was basically part of the Jarvis family. Naturally, he wouldn’t leave the
Jarvis family during the holidays.
Estelle realized her phone was in her room. Upon returning, she discovered a series of texts and three missed calls
from Jonathan.
Just as she was about to text Jonathan back, he called again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs soon as she picked up, she heard his anxious voice, “Where’ve you been? Why didn’t you pick up?”
Estelle explained with a laugh, “I didn’t have my phone with me.”
Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief, “Keep your phone with you these days, don’t make me worry.”
Estelle obediently agreed, “Alright, got it.”
Blue flew over and landed on her shoulder, shouting at the phone, “Ella! Ella!”
Jonathan immediately asked, “What’s that noise?”
Estelle covered the phone and glared at Blue, “Shut up!”
Blue tilted its head, its little eyes darting around.
“Ella?” Jonathan asked on the phone.
Estelle awkwardly laughed, “It’s the neighbor’s kid yelling for me!
“That kid’s got quite the voice,” Jonathan joked.
Estelle,’
She shooed Blue away and said softly, “Gotta go, I’m gonna help Grandpa with dinner. And stop texting me so
much.”
“I miss you,” his voice suddenly got low and husky.
Estelle looked down, “We’ll see each other in a few days!”
Jonathan closed his eyes for a moment and asked, “What are you doing after dinner?”
Estelle replied, “I’ll keep my grandpa company and chat. What about you?”
Jonathan laughed, “I might play cards with my mom and the others.”
Estelle felt warm inside hearing his slightly proud tone, “Alright, let’s chat later tonight. Gotta go now!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Go on, but send me a pic of the food you made,” Jonathan teased, “I wanna see if it’s edible.”
“You’re not even eating it!” Estelle muttered under her breath, quickly adding, “Bye!”
She hung up the phone, put it on her, and walked out of the room to the front yard.
As evening approached, the cook had prepared the majority of the meal, prompting Estelle to capture photographs
of the dishes to share with Jonathan.
Jonathan quickly replied, “Did you make this?”
“Yes.”
The cook had prepared the ingredients, and she had put them on the plate and into the steamer, so of course, it
counted as her cooking.
“Looks tender and juicy, I really want to try it.”
Estelle looked at the message from her man, feeling as if he was whispering in her ear. She couldn’t help but blush,
“I’m gonna eat now, no more chatting.”
“Chat with me a little longer.”
Estelle didn’t respond to him.