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Chapter 245
When Estelle went back upstairs, she got a message from Jonathan, “Come to the master bedroom!”
Estelle knocked on the door and went in. The man was sitting in bed reading a book. He smiled at her
and said, “Come over here!”
She walked over, lay on the bed, with her chin resting on his long legs, her big eyes looking at him,
hesitating to speak.
Jonathan leaned down slightly and touched her head, “What’s up?”
Estelle pulled his hand and used it as a pillow under her face, half–closing her eyes and said, “You
know a lot of things, so tell me, why do some parents not love their own children?”
Jonathan felt her soft cheek in his palm, as if she was entirely in his hands. He thought for a moment
and then spoke slowly, “Human nature is very complex, good and evil coexist, greatness and
selfishness exist as well. Any form of behavior is normal, nothing strange!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEstelle’s face was indifferent, even somewhat cold, “Yes, anything can happen to a person and none of
it is worth being surprised about!” Jonathan said lightly, “Some animals are gentle, some are heartless,
after all, humans are animals too.”
Estelle nodded and closed her eyes.
Jonathan bent over to kiss her and tried to pick her up, but Estelle moved his hand away, ‘I haven’t
showered yet.”
“Then go shower!”
“I’m too tired, I don’t wanna move.”
“I’ll help you!”
Jonathan’s eyes were filled with indulgence, his hand slid down to support her neck while the other
went around her waist, picking her up directly. The man was only wearing a towel around his waist, and
Estelle was cuddling in his arms. She suddenly looked up at him and said, “I think I understand
something now.”
“What?” the man asked.
Estelle put on a deep expression, “You were wrong before, what I actually lack is not fatherly love!“.
Jonathan’s voice became even rougher and magnetic, “Then what is it?”
“It’s motherly love!”
Jonathan, “…”
Estelle patiently explained to Jonathan, “My parents favored boys over girls, and because I’m a girl, my
mom got pregnant again when I was only three months old. Since then, she just didn’t have the energy
to take care of me.”
“Baby, don’t talk about it anymore, seriously, stop it!”
With a “plop” sound, Estelle was thrown into the warm bathtub.
Midnight Bar
These past couple of days, when the people on the eighth floor had nothing to do, they were discussing
the guest in one of the sixth floor’s private
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rooms.
The private rooms on the sixth floor were also VIP rooms, just a little bit lower in grade than the ones
on the eighth floor.
This guest mostly came alone and liked petite, round–faced girls. He was generous on tips, but had
some weird requests, so the girls on the sixth floor tried to avoid him.
Estelle never participated in Susan and the others‘ conversations. Their gossip about the guests was
very secretive, so Estelle was the only one who didn’t know about it yet.
Soon, Susan and Melody figured they could target Estelle.
Today, after nine o’clock, Jonathan didn’t show up, so Melody, based on past experience, knew
Jonathan wouldn’t be back tonight.
She approached Estelle with a friendly smile, “Estelle, my friend on the sixth floor isn’t feeling well
today and asked me to cover her shift, but the private room I’m in charge of today is very busy. Can
you help out on the sixth floor?”
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