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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that Jonathan, being his proud self, probably wouldn’t wan

stood still for a few

his lips and mobilized his long legs. Enduring the pain drilling into his bone, he

took out the

was Saturday, and Cassie should take the

restricted my freedom! My life

moment and said, “Tell me your address. I’ll bring it

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

went out, she looked toward the yard and saw that Jonathan

equipment had also been put away.

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

her tongue.

he’s still going to the company? He should be resting after

is working harder than

goodbye to May, Angela left.

villa area, not as luxurious as Springgate Estates but still

a bus transfer and

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

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

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temperament emanating from the lady. Judging from her figure and

immediately. Angela deduced her identity.

future fiancée, Cassandra.

eager to get a better look at

in front of her. Someone opened the door, and the car sped away.

tongue

“You must be Miss Kins. Miss Cassie asked me to come and welcome

house. Angela thanked

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

pressed her down and handed her the pill before explaining the

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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