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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look back. She felt that Jonathan, being his proud self, probably wouldn’t wan anyone to see him in a miserable

Jonathan stood still for a few

and mobilized his long legs. Enduring the pain drilling into

in her room, Angela took out the herbs and started making pills for

she called Cassie, since tomorrow was Saturday, and Cassie should take the

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

and said, “Tell me

you’re so kind!” Then she gave Angel the address.

yard and saw that Jonathan was no

also been put away.

out of the kitchen and saw her looking outside. She smiled and said, “Mrs. Lawson,

her tongue. “Oh.”

still going to the company?

than you is working harder

saying goodbye to May,

villa area, not as luxurious as Springgate

transfer and arrived

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

and with the dim light, she couldn’t see the person’s face

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

immediately. Angela deduced

future fiancée,

curiosity was piqued, so she moved closer, eager to get a better look at

could see clearly, a car pulled up in front

tongue in disappointment.

must be Miss Kins. Miss Cassie asked me to

house. Angela thanked him

rush over, but she was stopped by Angela and the butler simultaneously.

Angela pressed her down and handed her

of gratitude welled up in

her hand. After checking her pulse, she sighed. “Don’t stay up until 3 a.m.. steer clear of spicy food during

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