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

Angela left, Jonathan stood still

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

room, Angela took out the herbs and started making

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

the other end, Cassie wailed, “My dad has restricted my freedom! My

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

so kind!” Then she gave

she looked toward the yard and

rehabilitation equipment had

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

stuck out her tongue. “Oh.”

so late, and he’s still going to the

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

goodbye to May, Angela

not as luxurious as Springgate Estates but

bus transfer and arrived

she saw a lady coming out

far away, and with the dim light, she

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lady. Judging from her figure and attire,

immediately. Angela deduced her

Jonathan’s future fiancée, Cassandra.

so she moved closer, eager to get a better

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

her

spoke. “You must be Miss Kins. Miss Cassie asked

was the butler at Cassie’s house. Angela

over, but she was stopped by Angela and

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

of gratitude welled up in Cassie’s

stay up until 3 a.m.. steer clear of

and

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

have some observational and deductive skills.” Angela smirked, then asked, “Is the who

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