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

stood still for a

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

the herbs and

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

my freedom! My life is tragic. I’m going to

and said, “Tell me your

“Angela, you’re so kind!” Then she

toward the yard and saw that

rehabilitation equipment had also been put

had just come out of the kitchen and saw her looking outside. She

her tongue. “Oh.”

going to the

someone smarter than you is working harder than you.

saying goodbye to

in a high–end villa area, not as luxurious as

a bus transfer and

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

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she could sense the gentle temperament emanating from the lady. Judging

Angela deduced her

Jonathan’s future fiancée, Cassandra.

closer, eager to

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

her

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

at Cassie’s house. Angela thanked him and

to rush over, but she was

recover?” Angela pressed her down

gratitude welled up

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

and

know I stayed up until 3 a.m.?”

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

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