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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probably wouldn’t wan anyone to see

stood still

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

room, Angela took out the herbs and started

tomorrow was Saturday, and Cassie should take the pills as

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

“Tell me your address. I’ll bring it to

exclaimed, “Angela, you’re so kind!” Then she

the yard and saw that Jonathan was no

rehabilitation equipment had also been

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

stuck out her tongue. “Oh.”

he’s still going to the

is

to May,

as luxurious as

bus transfer and arrived

when she saw a lady coming out

dim light,

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gentle temperament emanating from the lady. Judging from

Angela deduced

Jonathan’s future fiancée, Cassandra.

closer, eager to get a better look

could see clearly, a car pulled up in front of

her tongue

Miss Kins. Miss Cassie

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

but she was stopped by Angela

your leg to recover?” Angela pressed her down and handed her the pill before

of gratitude welled up in

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

and

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

deductive skills.” Angela smirked, then asked, “Is the who just left your

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