Chapter 127 The Ungrateful Fellow

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Jonathan responded, “Please come in Sebastian entered the room with a tray placing the soup bowl on the table.

Upon seeing the bowl, Jonathan furrowed his brow slightly. Due to his fragile health, they often made various soups for him.

To ease their minds, he would obediently consume it.

This time was no different. Jonathan picked up the porcelain white soup bowl, took a few sips, and then resumed reviewing the documents.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Angela was washing nervously. A few days earlier, upon returning from school, she discovered various men’s belongings in her room, all of which belonged to Jonathan.

She was taken aback and hesitated to inquire about it

She feared that questioning would raise suspicions about the discussions she had with Jonathan.

Given their collaboration, she needed to play her role effectively. She had to be his wife during this period. Fortunately, Jonathan worked late into the night and rose early each morning. They had spent several nights together without any encounters.

Jonathan had already completed his morning routine, including exercise, tea, and reading the

most frightening thing in

hundred or a thousand times wealthier and smarter than you. They work harder

he earned was rightfully his,

in loose pajamas as usual and paused upon entering the bedroom.

time they were alone in

Angela inquired

up at Angela and softly replied, I’ve been working all this time. Do

he had been sleep–deprived. When unwell, he couldn’t sleep through the night. He worked to pass the sleepless

would rest more and spend less

preferred him to work in

smiled awkwardly, then hurriedly fetched the hairdryer, pretending the noise drowned out

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back the covers, and sat on the bed,

appeared focused on the book, only Angela knew how anxious she

my goodness. Being alone with the influential figure in the bedroom.

her thoughts, she struggled to concentrate on the book, just as Jonathan was also preoccupied.

pain in his knee, wheeled back to the bedside from the sofa, sweat beading on his

out his arm and took the medical book from

Angela

leaned forward slightly, pressing her soft hand against his forehead, and whispered. “Could you check if I’m unwell?”

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