Find Me In Your Labyrinth Chapter 830

Chapter 830 

Jonathan’s face suddenly turned stone cold, Yvonne’s last sentence hit him harder than anything she had ever said! 

At this moment, he wasn’t disappointed or doubtful. He was freakin‘ terrified! 

He was seriously scared. He didn’t give a damn about Estelle’s background or what kind of person she was, nor did he care about her initial intentions. The only thing he cared about was, did she ever love him? 

He closed his eyes, recalling the scene of the image of Estelle getting into a car, hand in hand with another man. It was like a punch to his gut, his mind in complete chaos. 

Seeing Jonathan’s grim face, Yvonne seized the opportunity to twist the knife, Jonathan, stop kidding yourself. Estelle’s got a hidden agenda, she’s playing footsie with other men. She’s totally not worth your love!!” 

“Get out!” Jonathan spat out, with his eyes still closed. 

Yvonne’s eyes widened, then she let out a sarcastic laugh, “You hate me, don’t you? Hate me for telling you the truth, for revealing Estelle’s true colors, that she’s not the innocent little girl in your heart! It’s okay, hate me if it makes you feel better!” 

She picked up her bag, her eyes filled with tears, looking genuinely sincere, “Jonathan, please believe, everything I did was for you!” 

Choked up, she turned and left. 

Jonathan was leaning against the desk behind him, as still as a statue. A cold chill enveloped him, even the sunlight streaming in from the window seemed to dim. 

After a while, he grabbed his phone and called Nate, “Look into someone!” 

“Who?” Nate asked. 

“Estelle!” Jonathan slowly replied, “Check her background and everyone she’s recently been in contact with.” 

“Roger that!” Nate didn’t ask more, just took the task. 

After hanging up, Jonathan seemed to be drained of all energy, clenching his phone. He didn’t want to think about anything, just waiting for the final answer. 

That night, when Estelle was taking a shower before going to bed, Jonathan came home. 

He walked straight into the bathroom, pinned Estelle’s arms against the wall, and started kissing her. The shower was still on, drenching them both. 

Estelle frowned and pushed him away, “You’re getting my clothes wet!” 

But the man didn’t care, he just kept kissing her. The shower water quickly soaked him from head to toe, his black shirt clinging to his muscular arms and chest, making him look even sexier. 

The bathroom was filled with steam, like a thick fog, trapping the two tightly embraced figures. 

As the water splashed onto his face and onto Estelle, she couldn’t help shivering. She stepped back, panting, Jonathan, have you been drinking?” 

She knew he hadn’t been drinking because there was no scent of alcohol on his lips. She was just wondering why he was acting like a madman all of a sudden? 

Jonathan’s face was wet, his eyes covered with water droplets. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, water droplets sliding down his face and landing on her. smooth skin. He pinned Estelle under him, staring into her eyes. His dark eyes were unfathomable. His voice was hoarse, “Why did you come to my room the first 

time we met?” 

Estelle was taken aback, her bright eyes filled with confusion as she looked at him, “Didn’t I tell you before? I was looking for someone else and entered the wrong 

room.” 

“Looking for who?” 

The sound of water echoed, his voice was husky and meaningful. 

Estelle turned off the shower, looked up and said, “Why are you asking this all of a sudden?” 

“I want to know.” 

Estelle thought for a moment, then shook her head, “It’s been too long, I don’t remember!” 

“You can’t remember such a special day?” His voice grew darker.