Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 113 Knowing How to Care for Someone

Chapter 113 Knowing How to Care for Someone.

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Angela turned around. When she saw him, she exclaimed, Jonathan, you're back!” Then, she glanced down at

her pajamas and wondered if anything was wrong with them.

“It’s my pajamas. What's the matter with them?”

Since there was heating at home, Jonathan removed his coat, revealing a vest and shirt underneath. He rolled up

his sleeves, displaying his muscular forearms and the jade bracelet on his wrist. Reaching out, he grabbed the

tail behind her and said as he raised an eyebrow, “I was asking about this.”

Angela had just showered, so her hair was semi-dry and hanging damply on her shoulders. Her skin was fair and

delicate.

Pouting, she turned her back to him and went to the corner, searching for something. In a cute and silly manner,

like a little rabbit.

A delicate girl was in the house of a 27-year-old man. This feeling had never been so intense before. Jonathan

loosened his tie and unbuttoned two buttons.

Angela blushed and pulled back. “Let go of it. Why are you still pulling?”

The man let go of his hand, looking relaxed as he raised an eyebrow. “Do you like this style?”

Angela was puzzled and wondered what was wrong with this style..

Doesn't it look cute? It feels warm too!

Suddenly, Angela paused, sensing the underlying meaning behind the words. In that split second, she blushed

furiously.

“The clothes inside were prepared by May. The rest are too revealing, and | can’t wear them. | just found this

one...” Angela’s voice grew quieter as her face turned flushed. “How was | supposed to know it meant

this?”

No wonder this life.....

outfit was placed next to those sexy nightgowns. It has this meaning! May sure knows how to enjoy

“Bunnies are obedient. Jonathan pinched the rabbit ears on her hat and said softly. “What about you?”

Angela said nothing as she bit her lip. Does he mean | look like a bunny?

“Mr. Lawson, Angela, cdown for dinner!” May shouted from the staircase.

Angela immediately pulled back her rabbit ears and took a few steps back, afraid that someone would cin

and see this scene.

Jonathan's eyes drooped. Looking at her shy appearance, he couldn't help but smile faintly.

“I won't tease you anymore. Tidy yourself up and cdown for dinner. After saying that, Jonathan turned his

wheelchair and left the room.

Angela felt her cheeks heat up at his words. She bit her lip and ran to the dressing room. In front of the

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large full-length mirror, she saw her crimson cheeks and the white fluffy pajamas. At a glance, she looked like a

giant rabbit.

Angela quickly found another outfit and hurriedly changed out of this one. Then, she stuffed it into the bottom of

the wardrobe.

Sitting at the dining table, Angela didn’t dare look at Jonathan, even after the meal.

Jonathan couldn't help but look at Angela, who was dressed very neatly this tin a thin velvet pajama set,

with her hair hanging on both sides, looking beautiful.

Angela seemed to have grown up a bit. She wasn’t the sas the first tthey met when she was wearing a

wet school uniform, with a pair of bewildered eyes and calling him Jonathan,”

After dinner, Angela stopped Jonathan and said she wanted to give him a leg injection.

Jonathan looked at her and hesitated, “Won't it be too tiring?”

but has been

Angela shook her head. “I'm not tired. The injection should have been done a week a delayed for several days.

Jonathan was kind to her. The only way she could repay him was to help him stand up as soon as possible! He

should be high above and not sitting in a wheelchair, looking up at others.

They went to the study room.

Angela retrieved a silver needle, sterilizing it as she spoke. “Jonathan, I'll do the leg injection first.

Tomorrow night. I'll prepare sherbs to aid in your recovery,”

“Alright,” the man responded, his gaze tracking Angela's movements.

As Angela prepared the injection, she noticed that his pants were still unrolled.

“Jonathan, don’t you own shorts?”

The man fell silent for a moment. “No.”

“I see. I'll buy sfor you tomorrow, Angela said casually, as she couldn’t properly do the injection without

shorts,

Jonathan was speechless.

After speaking, she reached out and rolled up his pants.

Having just bathed, she exuded a lingering fragrance. Her hands were soft and tender.

After rolling up his pants a few times, Jonathan grabbed her wrist.

Confused, Angela looked up only to be captivated by his dark eyes.

“I'll do it myself, Jonathan said softly.

Looking at his strong, well-defined legs, Angela couldn't help but admire, “Jonathan, your ankles and legs are

beautiful. They are perfect for study, even more beautiful than the diagrams in our anatomy books! Jonathan's

hands, in particular, were elegant too. They were slender and long.

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As a medical student, she was always fascinated with these human body structures. Jonathan's hands and bones

were incredibly captivating to her.

“Is that so?” Jonathan chuckled softly, his dark eyes gleaming slightly.

Angela was swift and precise with her needlework. Her technique was as professional as a seasoned traditional

medicine practitioner.

Jonathan asked, “Do you have any plans for the weekend?”

“No. Do you have something in mind?”

“On the fifteenth of every month, visiting the Sanders Family is customary.” Jonathan pursed his lips. “Would you

like to join me? If not, you can visit Donald’s house and spend twith your sister. Or, you can study at home,

as you have final exams in a month.”

She honestly did not wish to visit the Sanders Family, especially after her pursuit of Christopher. Each encounter

with the Sanders served as a reminder of her foolish actions.

“I'll study at home. Then, I'll prepare snew herbal medicine for you.” After Queenie’s incident, Angela was

on edge. Since Jonathan had been so kind to her, she wanted to alleviate his discomfort immediately.

Sthings were predetermined by fate and could not be altered by her interference. She hoped to heal

Jonathan swiftly to prevent his demise a year later.

Jonathan murmured, “Alright. Study well and wait for me.”

When it cto studying, Angela becquite anxious. She nodded slowly, determined not to cause him any

embarrassment.

Soon, the tarrived, and Angela proceeded with the needles in sequence.

“After a week, you can start doing rehabilitation training. It shouldnt be too lengthy. Just thirty minutes of

exercise each day will do.” Angela bit her lip. It may be quite painful at first.”

After spending several years in a wheelchair, the agony of attempting to stand once more was unbearable for

most individual

Jonathan reached out and tousled Angela’s hair. “You have matured and now understand how to care for others.