"Master, do you need me to pick you up?" Jonathan's assistant asked.

"No need. Jenny is drunk. I'm going to escort her so please take care of my car," Jonathan said, asking his assistant to take his car out of the bar.

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His assistant then chuckled and said, "Did you make Miss Jenny angry again? Her birthday is coming soon. Perhaps you can prepare something for her."

For the past two years, Jenny had been waiting for Jonathan, just as he had been waiting for her to come home.

If her feelings hadn't changed, Jonathan wanted to go after her.

Because it was not only Jenny who fell in love with Jonathan. The man also felt the same way.

"Don't talk too much. Don't meddle in my business," Jonathan said in a cold voice.

"Master, I care about you. Would you like to order a diamond ring to propose to Miss Jenny on her birthday?" The assistant asked.

Jonathan didn't answer. He immediately hung up the call and put his phone back.

His eyes glanced at Jenny who was leaning back in her chair. She kept squirming, as if feeling uncomfortable with her current state.

"Jenny, drink some of this water." Jonathan took a bottle of water and gave it to her.

"I don't want to drink. I want you," With the strength of the wine she drank earlier, Jenny wrapped her arms around Jonathan's neck and kissed his lips.

The man tried to dodge, but this time he lost quickly. He could only take a deep breath and caress Jenny's cheek gently. "Why did you drink so much?"

Jenny could only lean on Jonathan's shoulder weakly and her brain felt like turning into a mush. "Why can I love you like this? It's been two years, but why doesn't this feeling go away..."

"Do you want to love me longer?" Jonathan suddenly asked.

"As long as it's you, I'll love you for the rest of my life," Jenny stood up and kissed him on the lips again. This time, Jonathan did not dodge and accepted her.

He returned the kiss.

He could taste the lingering wine from Jenny's lips, making him somewhat infatuated.

He didn't know what's going on in his mind right now. Perhaps it was because he had been alone too long. Maybe he missed a companion who could support him. Maybe his heart was moved by Jenny's genuine love for him.

That night, Jonathan doesn't drive Jenny back to her house and takes her to his apartment instead.

Jonathan lives in a luxury apartment in the city center. He prefers to live there because it is closer to the office so he doesn't have to waste time on the road.

The apartment was not very big, but enough for him.

Jenny was very drunk at the time. She didn't realize that she was currently alone with Jonathan in his empty apartment. She didn't even realize that the previous kiss was real.

…

When she woke up, she was lying in an unfamiliar bed. But she immediately knew to whom the bed belonged because the man was lying beside her

Her current situation was truly like a dream. The white sheets, the white curtains, the light coming in from the windows of the apartment— everything made Jenny feel like she was in the sky.

Not to mention, Jonathan was lying next to her!

All of this is truly a sweet dream!

"Up already?" Jonathan opened his eyes. His voice, hoarse from just waking up, sounded in Jenny's ears. The girl looked straight at his handsome face and asked on purpose, "Uncle, do you often bring drunk women back to your house?"

"You are the first. Yesterday you were so drunk that I dared not take you home, worried that you would be scolded by your grandfather. Aunt Diana's house was too far away, so I brought you to my apartment. Next time, don't go to the bar again. It's not safe in there," Jonathan yawned as he said it. He couldn't sleep well last night.

Jenny took off the blanket she was wearing. Currently, she is only wearing Jonathan's white shirt, while the man is wearing his nightgown.

"Who changed my clothes?" Jenny asked, blushing.

Jonathan was embarrassed to hear the question. "I did. Don't worry, I turned off the light and didn't see anything."

"Why did you change my clothes? You didn't drive me home and took me to where you live instead. Besides, you also changed my clothes. Are we…"

"No. You threw up yesterday. I dried your clothes on the balcony," Jonathan interrupted her immediately.

Jenny looked at him and said, "Even if you don't turn on the light and don't see, you can still feel."

"No…"

"So you didn't do anything?"

"No…"

"Are you crazy? How come you could hold back yourself? I know that your relationship with Sherry was a lie. Are you that innocent?" Jenny asked, laughing teasingly.

Jonathan felt his chest heat up.

How could he be that innocent? He is also a grown man, and a widower with a kid at that.

If he was really innocent and ignorant, how could Alisa be born?

Jonathan only respects Jenny and doesn't want to do anything without her approval.

But the little girl in front of him laughed at him.

"Don't joke like this with me. It's very dangerous," Jonathan pulled Jenny's hand off the bed.

The girl let him pull her out of bed, but as soon as she woke up, Jenny jumped at him.

She used her long legs to wrap around Jonathan's waist, hugging his neck with both hands. She clung to Jonathan like a Koala.

"Uncle, I slept in your bed. Don't you want to do anything to me?" Jenny asked with a smile.

Jonathan's hands were at his sides, not daring to touch Jenny at all.

Currently, Jenny only wore his white shirt. Jonathan definitely couldn't touch her!

Then he said helplessly, "Jenny, come down. I'm already late. I wanted to see if your clothes are dry."

"Too bad…" Jenny whispered as she buried her head in Jonathan's chest.

"What?" Jonathan didn't understand it.

"Last night, you rejected me. I went to the bar, looking for a one night stand, but you took me home instead. You changed my clothes but you didn't do anything to me," Jenny raised her head and looked at Jonathan. "You are very honest, huh!"

Jonathan took a deep breath and said, "Not. I just don't want to take a chance when you're unconscious. You were really drunk yesterday and I…"

"You didn't dare to. I know…" Jenny laughed.

"Who said I didn't dare? I just wanted to respect you," Jonathan corrected her.

"Just say you didn't dare. Who needs your respect anyway? I wish you could be a little wild. Did you not react when you took off all my clothes? My body isn't ugly, is it?" Jenny looked at him defiantly.

Jonathan's body stiffened again hearing the challenge.

He was a good man and would never do such a thing without the permission of his partner.

Because making love is not something that can be felt by one party only. It requires the consent and mutual pleasure of both.

But now, Jenny was challenging him again and again.

"Jenny, I'm counting to three. If you don't stop, you'll regret it." With a cold expression, Jonathan started to count. "One… Two…"

"Three! Close your eyes!" Jenny immediately kissed Jonathan's lips.

The man's eyes went wide, but Jenny wouldn't let go of the kiss. She continued to lick Jonathan's lips, arousing his passion. The man could only lay Jenny down on the bed and lock her beneath him so that she couldn't move.

A satisfied smile then appeared on Jenny's lips.

Her hand moved to Jonathan's nightgown and unbuttoned him, revealing Jonathan's broad chest.

And Jonathan unbuttoned Jenny's shirt with one of his hands.