Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

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Chapter 142 Future Fiancée.

Angela stood at the door, her gaze burning as she looked over at Jonathan, who was standing

for the first time.

The cool breeze blew the black shirt on his body slightly, revealing his thin waistline. His forehead was wet with sweat, and his messy hair was hanging down, covering hist eyes.

Seeing her return, he smiled faintly.

Angela’s heart skipped a beat, feeling that on this night, the standing Jonathan was enchanting to the extreme.

After taking a deep breath, she walked in and noticed some professional rehabilitation training equipment placed next to him.

He must have consulted a rehabilitation doctor.

“Didn’t I say we were starting next week? Why are you training today?” Angela asked, puzzled.

Although starting training early could help him get used to it sooner, his leg injury had not healed yet. The difficulty of training now would be greater, and it would be more painful.

Jonathan replied, “I’ve been sitting for too long. I want to quickly stand up.”

Lowering her eyes, Angela glanced at his long legs.

A flash of clarity passed through Angela’s eyes. Although Jonathan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, could command effortlessly without standing up, who would want to be half a head shorter and look up at others when they could stand?

“You’re so tall standing up.” Angela reached out and gestured from the top of her head. “Look, you’re so much taller than me.”

Wearing flat shoes, she only reached Jonathan’s chest.

The closer she stood, the more she could feel the pressure emanating from him.

Jonathan smirked. With one hand leaning on the railing, he freed the other hand to ruffle her hair. “Don’t be picky. Eat everything May makes.”

“I got it.” Angela pouted, looking somewhat dissatisfied.

Then she ran off into the living room.

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Jonathan, being his proud self, probably wouldn’t wan anyone to see him in a miserable and painful state during his rehabilitation training

stood still for a

legs. Enduring the pain drilling into

out the herbs and started making pills for

was Saturday, and Cassie should take

Cassie wailed, “My dad has restricted my freedom! My life is tragic. I’m going to be bedridden this

and said, “Tell me your address.

Then

she looked toward the yard and saw that Jonathan was no longer there.

had also

just come out of the kitchen and saw her looking outside. She

her tongue.

late, and he’s still going to the

you is working harder than you. He’s truly… a

to May, Angela

as luxurious as Springgate Estates but still out of

bus transfer and

was about to call Cassie when she saw a lady coming out of the Hayes

away, and with the dim light,

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the lady. Judging from her figure and attire, she appeared slightly older than

immediately. Angela deduced

fiancée,

piqued, so she moved closer, eager to

she could see clearly, a car pulled up in front of her. Someone

clicked her tongue in disappointment.

voice spoke. “You must be Miss Kins.

Cassie’s house. Angela thanked him and followed him to Cassie’s room.

over, but she

pressed her down and handed her the pill before

gratitude welled up

checking her pulse, she sighed. “Don’t stay up until 3

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