Destined to Love You novel Chapter 127

Jonathan took her and walked out of the campus.

As soon as they appeared, they attracted everyone's attention.

No one thought that after that after what happened, Jonathan could still be so nice to Angelia.

But Jonathan just believed Angelia unconditionally, ignoring everyone's suggestions and opinions.

Just like he promised.

He had never trusted others so much, but if he decided to do so, he would not hesitate.

Jonathan pulled her tightly towards himself and walked out through the crowd without paying attention to anyone.

Even Angelia herself was surprised about Jonathan's trust in her.

How much emotional support was needed for such unconditional trust?

There was a trace of warmth in Angelia's heart, but she didn't know that these were pushing Jonathan's limits bit by bit.

Angelia was taken back to the house by him, and was soon comforted by Jonathan and fell asleep.

It was not until late at night that Jonathan left the house again.

The light was dim, and he stepped into the night to walk into the garden.

In the yard, Steward was already waiting for him.

"Sir, we found the man."

Jonathan turned around to see the man lying on the ground tied up on the other side, and walked over.

Vincent was tied up, and her mouth was still taped with a scotch tape.

He kept struggling, and the black-rimmed glasses had long since fallen somewhere.

Jonathan walked to him, lowered his head, and looked at him.

The night was dark, and he could only see vaguely what he looked like.

Jonathan's eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion, as if he was looking at a dead person.

A bodyguard stepped forward and tore the tape from his mouth, and he immediately yelled out loud.

"What are you going to do? This is illegal... Humph!"

He was saying something when Jonathan kicked on his shoulder and pushed him directly on the ground.

"What did you do to my wife?"

Vincent trembled all over.

"I didn't do anything, she first..."

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, Jonathan's eyes sank onto him and kicked him hard in the chest, and there was the sound of ribs breaking.

He lowered his eyes, with a fierce light in them.

"I will give you another chance."

Vincent trembled and started crying.

"I just need money, I really don’t know what to do."

He glanced at Jonathan quietly, saw that he didn't interrupt him anymore, so he continued to speak.

"She gave me the money and asked me to do this… otherwise I don't have any money for my mother’s surgery, and she will die. Please let me go."

"If I let you go, who will let me go?"

Jonathan's eyes showed only coldness.

"What have you done to her?"

Vincent's eyes flashed, and he cautiously said, "I really didn't do anything, I only held her hand..."

Jonathan's expression remained unchanged.

"Anything else?"

"No, absolutely nothing else!"

Jonathan looked down at him for a while, then bent down slightly.

"Next, I need you to be quiet to not wake my wife."

“Okay, I will..." Vincent just agreed, and immediately after seeing the knife Jonathan took out from behind his back, his face went pale instantly and he lost all color.

"Mister Miler! You can't do this! You can't..."

The bodyguard standing behind him quickly stepped forward and covered his mouth.

Seeing Jonathan gesture his hand, he stabbed the knife through the hand into the ground, nailing his hand to the ground.

Vincent twisted and struggled violently.

Jonathan stood up, stepped on the handle of the knife and pressed it down.