Serve No One This Life

Chapter 142

Chapter 142 Future Fiancée

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

Angela left, Jonathan stood still for

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

room, Angela took out the

and Cassie should take the pills

“My dad has restricted my freedom! My life is tragic. I’m going to be

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

so kind!” Then she gave

went out, she looked toward the yard and saw that

equipment had also been put

outside. She

stuck out her tongue. “Oh.”

late, and he’s still going to the company? He

that someone smarter than you is working harder than

saying goodbye to May, Angela

luxurious as Springgate Estates but still out

a bus transfer

call Cassie when she saw a lady coming out of

the dim light, she couldn’t see

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emanating from the lady. Judging from

immediately. Angela

Jonathan’s future fiancée, Cassandra.

moved closer, eager to get a

clearly, a car pulled up in front of her. Someone opened the door, and the

her tongue in

spoke. “You must be Miss Kins. Miss

butler at Cassie’s house. Angela thanked him

seeing her, Cassic wanted to rush over, but

Angela pressed her down and handed her the pill before

of gratitude welled

hand. After checking her pulse, she sighed. “Don’t stay up until 3 a.m..

and

looked alarmed. “You’re so scary. You know I stayed up until 3

smirked, then asked, “Is the who just

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