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

stood, the more she could

the railing, he freed the other hand to ruffle her hair. “Don’t be picky. Eat everything May makes.”

Angela pouted, looking somewhat

off into the

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wouldn’t wan anyone to see him in a miserable and painful state during his rehabilitation training

left, Jonathan stood still for a

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

out the herbs and started making pills for Cassie.

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

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

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

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

out, she looked toward the yard

equipment had also

kitchen and saw her looking outside. She smiled and said, “Mrs. Lawson, Mr. Lawson has gone to

out her tongue. “Oh.”

going to the company? He should be resting after

that someone smarter than you is working harder

saying goodbye to May, Angela left.

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

a bus transfer and arrived quickly.

when she saw a lady coming out of the Hayes

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

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gentle temperament emanating from the lady. Judging from her figure and attire, she appeared slightly

Angela deduced her identity.

fiancée,

closer, eager to get a better look at

front of her. Someone opened the door, and the car sped away.

clicked her tongue in disappointment.

be Miss Kins. Miss Cassie

Cassie’s house. Angela thanked

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