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.”

she only reached

closer she stood, the more she could feel the

the other hand to ruffle her hair. “Don’t

pouted,

off into

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wan anyone to see him in a miserable and

Jonathan stood still for a

legs. Enduring the pain drilling into his bone, he

in her room, Angela took out the herbs

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

dad has restricted my freedom! My life is tragic. I’m going to be bedridden this afternoon.”

me your address. I’ll bring

kind!” Then she gave Angel the

yard and saw

also been put away.

outside. She smiled and said, “Mrs. Lawson, Mr. Lawson

stuck out her tongue. “Oh.”

late, and he’s still going to the

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

to

area, not as luxurious as Springgate Estates but still out of

a bus transfer

call Cassie when she saw a lady coming out of the Hayes

was quite far away, and with the dim light, she couldn’t see the person’s face

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lady. Judging from

deduced her identity.

fiancée,

piqued, so she moved closer, eager

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

tongue

a gentle voice spoke. “You must be Miss Kins. Miss Cassie

was the butler at Cassie’s house. Angela thanked him

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