Chapter 42 The Speech Competition
Chapter 42 The Speech Competition
“You!” Bruce was extremely upset. If it weren’t for Jonathan’s poor health, he would have liked to give him a firm pat on the shoulder, just like Terence did when he was displeased.
His grandson, who lost his mother at a young age and had such a blood–sucking family, had struggled so hard from childhood to adulthood, and it broke his heart to see it.
If he didn’t take better care of him, how could he answer to his daughter?
Looking at Jonathan’s cold eyes, the old man’s anger faded instantly, and he gave in with a good temper. “Alright, if you don’t like Angela, you can find someone else. But how could you say that you won’t get married! If your mother were…”
At this point, Bruce’s face showed a hint of sadness and reluctance, and he finally waved his hand. Take your medicine. I’m leaving now.”
Before leaving, he swiftly grabbed the prescription Angela had left on the table, carefully folded it, and put it in the pocket of his suit.
Terence had been treating Jonathan for a year or two without much success, but now, a young doctor had surpassed him. He wanted to take this prescription and show it to him just to annoy him. If Angela couldn’t become his granddaughter–in–law, she could be his god–granddaughter!
For some reason, he liked Angela the moment he saw her, and his fondness for her grew with every word they exchanged.
Angela and Bruce left one after another, and the villa quickly returned to its usual silence. Jonathan stared at the birds flying away outside the window for a long time, motionless.
The end of autumn was approaching, and the migratory birds were flying in the gray sky for a while before they left one after another.
Sebastian followed his gaze and didn’t know what he was looking at, but his heart still ached. Jonathan was not just avoiding marriage. He had previously not even planned to live for a few more years.
He had been so sick before, barely sleeping an hour or two a day. How could he have any expectations for
the future?
Lawson, Old Mr. Lawson cares about you,
eyes, then opened them again, no longer looking out the window. “Sebastian, bring me
still a long way to go. One step at a time. Maybe, just as Angela
after taking Angela’s medicine, Jonathan was getting better, so he
seemed to be busy. A few times when he was at the company, she could only wait outside the villa for Sebastian to come
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distance from her. Once, when she went to see him, he didn’t even speak to her, and
felt a sense of indescribable loss but quickly adjusted her mood. Because the milk tea shop’s business was gradually
leaves on the trees turned from golden to a dry, caramel
very energetic. Her clean little face, like that of an clusive fairy, was unforgettable, and as she walked on campus, many people frequently looked
and she was rushing to
Angela and jumped up excitedly, waving
“Jess, are you
head, smiling. “With you here, I don’t feel nervous at all. Just
expression, Angela relaxed, but suddenly, a sneer came
also wealthy, and as an only child, she had developed a slightly arrogant demeanor. Few
an excellent student. She’s often the top student in
so arrogant. Remember, there’s always someone better out there!” Stella sneered, her gaze towards Angela and
and popular. Stella once overheard two
timid and unnoticed. Now,
a person change so much? Did she undergo plastic
amazing. The feeling of being on top is even sweeter. Wait until you guys achieve first place, then come and
Jessica had prepared for this competition, while she had seen Fanny participating
spot from her. Without any
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