Jonathan's brow furrowed tightly and his expression became more fierce.
Now he was still thinking about that woman!
He raised his hand and smashed his fist on the table. The solid wood table made a loud bang.
But Jonathan didn't seem to feel it at all.
He pressed the phone on the table and dialed a number and called Steward in.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
Jonathan pointed to the small desk in the study.
"Throw it out," he ordered coldly. "Throw out everything related to her in this room!"
Steward looked at Jonathan and frowned.
"Yes, sir."
The bodyguard was quickly called in and removed the desk from the room.
As Jonathan had expected, everything related to Angelia was thrown out.
Looking at the room which suddenly became empty, Jonathan didn't calm down.
He stood there and was silent for a while before turning around and walking towards Angelia's room.
Angelia sat on the ground, her eyes blank.
Jonathan's eyes which mixed with anger and grief came to her mind again, which caused her unbearable again and again.
She didn't know how long it had taken. The door squeaked.
The locked door was slowly opened.
She turned her head, faced the light, and saw Jonathan's strong figure standing in the doorway.
"You want to see me?" A low voice was heard at the same time.
"Jonathan?"
Angelia called him, her voice soft as if she was worried that everything in front of her was an illusion. If she was not careful, everything would be broken.
Jonathan raised his foot and walked in, his voice cold and calm, without a trace of emotion.
"Why do you want to see me? You want to plead with me? Repent? Weeping about your grievances and pain?"
He spoke word by word until he walked up to Angelia and looked at her condescendingly.
"You can try and see if I will believe you and pity you."
Angelia thought about countless things she wanted to say to Jonathan during this period, but at this moment, she couldn't utter a word.
She opened her mouth, but only called out his name.
"Jonathan..."
But there was an unconcealed disgust in Jonathan's eyes.
"Don't call my name. You are not worthy."
Angelia's body trembled and her head slowly lowered.
Jonathan saw the pain on her face and almost reached out his hand again.
He frowned and became a little irritated by his thoughts.
"Just say what you want to say. My time is precious."
Angelia clenched her fist and said, "When will you let me out..."
"Impossible!"
Jonathan sternly refused!
"Do you think I will let you go after you did those things?"
"You wish!"
Angelia closed her eyes.
Every word of Jonathan was like a needle piercing her heart...
The wound was invisible, but the pain was so unbearable.
She raised her hand and clenched the photo necklace hanging around her neck.
Only in this way could she feel better.
Jonathan saw her movement. His eyes fell on the necklace and narrowed. A cold light appeared!
He rushed forward and reached out to pull the necklace around her neck.
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