Jonathan came out of the study and walked straight to the living room. When he was about to enter in, he suddenly stopped.
In the living room, a figure stood against the light. He could see her profile.
She stooped slightly, and the white gauze dress was exposed to the light. The exquisite curve of her body could be vaguely seen.
Angelia's gloved hands were touching the cage cup in front of her eyes, unable to let go.
Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were also slightly glowing. All of her energy was dedicated to the cup.
Jonathan was the first time to see the side of her.
He stopped and stared at the person standing at the intersection of light and shadow.
“Do you like this?” He burst into conversation.
Angelia was scared and turned her head like a frightened rabbit.
She got back in restraint as soon as she saw Jonathan.
“Mr. Miller...”
Angelia moved her eyes in panic, but she didn't dare to look at Jonathan.
Just now, she was still abandoning herself in appreciating the cage cup and was as happy as a fish in water. But when he walked in, the delighted look on her face as if had been broken in an instant. The atmosphere of the whole room condensed in an instant.
Jonathan frowned. He suddenly became more upset.
He raised his feet and walked in. The closer he got, the more nervous Angelia felt.
“Are you afraid of me?”
Angelia shook her head.
Jonathan's eyes narrowed slightly, and came directly to her. They were so close that he could feel Angelia's lashes shaking because of tension.
He held up Angelia's face with his hands.
“Do you like antiques?”
Angelia's eyes followed his hands.
‘Will such a small interest be deprived?’
She closed her eyes and her fingers tightened her skirt.
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