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

left, Jonathan stood still for a few seconds.

legs. Enduring the pain drilling into his bone, he took step by

out the herbs and started making pills

tomorrow was Saturday, and Cassie should take the pills as soon as possible for the

Cassie wailed, “My dad has restricted my freedom! My life is

me your address. I’ll bring it

so kind!” Then she

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

had also been

and saw her looking outside. She smiled and said, “Mrs.

stuck out her tongue.

he’s still going to the company?

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

saying goodbye to May, Angela

lived in a high–end villa area, not as luxurious as Springgate Estates but still out of

took a bus transfer and arrived quickly.

was about to call Cassie when she saw a lady coming

was quite far away, and with the dim light, she couldn’t see the person’s face

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lady. Judging from her figure and attire, she appeared

deduced her identity.

fiancée, Cassandra.

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

pulled up in front of

clicked her tongue in disappointment.

Miss Kins.

Angela thanked him and followed him to

to rush over, but she was stopped by

don’t want your leg to recover?” Angela pressed her down and handed her the pill before explaining the dosage

of gratitude welled up in Cassie’s eyes.

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

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