Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 113 Knowing How to Care for Someone

Chapter 113 Knowing How to Care for Someone.

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Angela turned around. When she saw him, she exclaimed, Jonathan, you’re back!” Then, she glanced down at her pajamas and wondered if anything was wrong with them.

“It’s my pajamas. What’s the matter with them?”

Since there was heating at home, Jonathan removed his coat, revealing a vest and shirt underneath. He rolled up

his sleeves, displaying his muscular forearms and the jade bracelet on his wrist. Reaching out, he grabbed the tail behind her and said as he raised an eyebrow, “I was asking about this.”

Angela had just showered, so her hair was semi–dry and hanging damply on her shoulders. Her skin was fair and delicate.

Pouting, she turned her back to him and went to the corner, searching for something. In a cute and silly manner, like a little rabbit.

A delicate girl was in the house of a 27–year–old man. This feeling had never been so intense before. Jonathan loosened his tie and unbuttoned two buttons.

Angela blushed and pulled back. “Let go of it. Why are you still pulling?”

The man let go of his hand, looking relaxed as he raised an eyebrow. “Do you like this style?”

Angela was puzzled and wondered what was wrong with this style..

Doesn’t it look cute? It feels warm too!

Suddenly, Angela paused, sensing the underlying meaning behind the words. In that split second, she blushed furiously.

“The clothes inside were prepared by May. The rest are too revealing, and I can’t wear them. I just found this one…” Angela’s voice grew quieter as her face turned flushed. “How was I supposed to know it meant

this?”

No wonder this life…..

sexy nightgowns. It has this meaning! May sure

ears on her hat and said softly. “What about you?”

bit her lip. Does he mean I look like a bunny?

Angela, come down for dinner!” May shouted from

a few steps back, afraid that someone would come in and

at her shy appearance,

anymore. Tidy yourself up and come down for dinner. After saying that, Jonathan turned his wheelchair and left the

words. She bit her lip and ran to the

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and the white fluffy pajamas. At a

another outfit and hurriedly changed out of this one. Then, she

the dining table, Angela didn’t dare look at Jonathan, even after the meal.

dressed very neatly this time in a thin

as the first time they met when she was wearing a wet school uniform, with a pair of

Jonathan and said she wanted to give

looked at her and hesitated, “Won’t it be too tiring?”

but has been

not tired. The injection should have been done a week a delayed for several days. Jonathan was kind to her. The only way she

went to the study

it as she spoke. “Jonathan, I’ll do the leg injection

I’ll prepare some herbs to aid in your

man responded, his gaze tracking

noticed that his pants were still

you

silent for a moment.

for you tomorrow, Angela said casually,

Jonathan was speechless.

out and

lingering fragrance. Her hands

up his pants a few

looked up only to be captivated by his

do it myself, Jonathan said

but admire, “Jonathan, your ankles and legs are beautiful. They are perfect for study, even more beautiful than the diagrams in our anatomy books! Jonathan’s hands, in particular, were elegant