Serve No One This Life

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 sprofessional rehabilitation training equipment placed next to him.

He must have consulted a rehabilitation doctor.

“Didn’t | 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. | 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 > Ho 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.

1/4 13:10 Chapter 142 Future Fiancée Angela didn’t look back. She felt that Jonathan, being his proud self, probably wouldn't wan anyone to see him in a miserable and painful state during his rehabilitation training After Angela left, Jonathan stood still for a few seconds.

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

Back in her room, Angela took out the herbs and started making pills for Cassie.

When she was done, she called Cassie, since tomorrow was Saturday, and Cassie should take the pills as soon as possible for the best treatment effect.

On the other end, Cassie wailed, “My dad has restricted my freedom! My life is tragic. I'm going to be bedridden this afternoon.” Angela thought for a moment and said, “Tellyour address. Ill bring it to you.” Cassie exclaimed, “Angela, you're so kind!” Then she gave Angel the address.

As Angela went out, she looked toward the yard and saw that Jonathan was no longer there.

The rehabilitation equipment had also been put away.

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

Lawson has gone to the company.” Angela stuck out her tongue. “Oh.” It's so late, and he’s still going to the company? He should be resting after training.

The scariest thing is that someone smarter than you is working harder than you. He's truly... a ruthless capitalist.

After saying goodbye to May, Angela left.

Cassie lived in a high-end villa area, not as luxurious as Springgate Estates but still out of reach for ordinary people.

Angela took a bus transfer and arrived quickly.

She was about to call Cassie when she saw a lady coming out of the Hayes Residence.

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

2/41 HDD HH Chapter 142 Future Fiancée al3:18 However, she could sense the gentle temperament emanating from the lady. Judging from her figure and attire, she appeared slightly older than Cassie.

Almost immediately. Angela deduced her identity.

Jonathan's future fiancée, Cassandra.

Angela’s curiosity was piqued, so she moved closer, eager to get a better look at Cassandra.

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

Angela clicked her tongue in disappointment.

At that moment, a gentle voice spoke. “You must be Miss Kins. Miss Cassie askedto cand welcyou.” It was the butler at Cassie's house. Angela thanked him and followed him to Cassie's room.

Upon seeing her, Cassic wanted to rush over, but she was stopped by Angela and the butler simultaneously.

“You don’t want your leg to recover?” Angela pressed her down and handed her the pill before explaining the dosage and usage.

Tears of gratitude welled up in Cassie's eyes.

Angela held her hand. After checking her pulse, she sighed. “Don’t stay up until 3 a.m.. steer clear of spicy food during this time.” and Cassie looked alarmed. “You're so scary. You know | stayed up until 3 a.m.?” “I have sobservational and deductive skills.” Angela smirked, then asked, “Is the who just left your cousin, Cassandra?” person Cassie nodded. While examining the pill curiously, she answered Angela, “Cassandra is amazing. She's fluent in four languages, always ranking first in exams, never below the top three.

“She’s beautiful and strong, and she’s currently interning at our family’s company. I've heard she has already completed several impressive projects since starting.

“I've grown up in her shadow. Every tmy dad scolds me, he comparesto her, saying if | had even a tenth of Cassandra’s abilities, he would be grateful.” 3/4 es 13:19 Chapter 142 Future Fiancée Angela was well aware of Cassandra’s impressive credentials. Christopher had mentioned them, and he was rarely one to praise others.

He had even stated that if anyone in the world could match Jonathan, it would be Cassandra.

“By the way, | heard that my Uncle Trent wants Cassandra to marry Jonathan, the mysterious tycoon of Riverdon who controls the Sanders and Lawson Families. | think they're insane.

“Everyone knows that Jonathan doesn’t have long to live, and he’s disabled, always in a wheelchair. Uncle Trent actually wants to push Cassandra into such a pit. Cassie shook her head, displaying great disbelief.

Although we may not be as wealthy as Jonathan, we're still considered a prestigious and well-known family.

Have all the outstanding wealthy heirs of Riverdon perished? Can't they find anyone suitable for Cassandral Angela blinked and coughed awkwardly. “But... | heard that Jonathan is already married.” And the person in question, Mrs. Lawson, is right in front of Cassie.

Cassic exclaimed in surprise, “The richest man in Riverdon is married? | didn’t even know about such an important piece of gossip. This doesn’t seem right. Is Uncle Trent trying to make Cassandra a mistress and break up someone else’s family? “Although he’s obsessed with money, a gentleman should earn the money by legitimate means. | don’t think this is a good idea.” Since Angela was a resident of Springgate Estates, Cassie had no doubt about her information. It must be true.

“They have a secret marriage, no wedding ceremony, and his wife is still in school.” Angela quickly fabricated a lie. “I heard that Jonathan loves his wife dearly and fears for her safety, so they maintain a low profile and keep it private.” Cassie admired. “Angela, you're incredible. How do you know all this so clearly?” NG GM Mi