Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self (Angela and Joseph) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Nowadays, Young Girls Lack A Sense Of Shame. 

After Angela got into the car, she was met with Jonathan’s exquisitely handsome face. 

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Jonathan narrowed his eyes and glanced out the window. “Are members of the Swine Family causing trouble for you?” 

Angela responded casually, taken aback by Jonathan’s sudden appearance and having listened to his inquiry. “Horace ended up in jail because of me, so Norma is bound to come looking for trouble. I used your name to intimidate Felix. Pausing for a moment, Angela squinted. “I warned her that if she upsets 

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I’ll ensure Horace suffers in jail. I feel Norma definitely won’t dare to come and cause trouble again in the future. Despite Norma’s sharp and sarcastic demeanor, most mothers worldwide share a common trait. They care deeply for their sons. Threatening her may not be effective, but she will take it seriously if her son is involved. 

Upon hearing that Angela had used his name to intimidate others, Jonathan shifted his gaze away, faintly curling his lips. “Since the words have been spoken, I will have Simon verify your credibility. The next time she encounters someone, she will naturally believe it.” 

Angela’s eyes flickered, acknowledging the wisdom in Jonathan’s words, and she nodded in agreement. “Are you sure? Will it be too much trouble for you? If so, just teach Horace a lesson. Queenie is still in the hospital. He won’t have an easy time in jail. The Swine Family has not faced enough consequences yet, so don’t blame me 

Jonathan reclined against the leather seat, his slender fingers skimming through the documents deliberately, a hint of danger brewing in his dark eyes. “Don’t worry. It’s no trouble at all.” Jonathan replied. casually. Handling someone inside the jail is a simple task. 

Shortly, Oliver returned, started the car with a turn of the key, and accelerated away. 

As she watched the car depart, Angela remembered her errand and quickly instructed Oliver to drive to a specific location. The farmer’s market over there has fresh produce daily. It’s the best.” This farmer’s market was a place she frequented when she lived with Charlotte. Now that Charlotte was no longer present, the responsibility fell on her. 

The area was a residential district with narrow entrances to the farmer’s market, making it impossible for the Land Rover to enter. Therefore, Oliver had to stop at the entrance. 

Angela exited the car and turned to look at Jonathan and his legs. “It’s not easy to navigate here and quite chaotic inside. Would you mind waiting in the car, Jonathan? I’ll be back shortly after buying everything!” She reasonably suspected that Jonathan had likely never visited a farmer’s market before and might not be accustomed to the smells and crowded environment. 

Jonathan raised an eyebrow, his tone calm. “Do you disdain that my legs will hinder and slow you down?” 

What a bold accusation! Angela quickly shook her head, refuting. I’m just concerned about your comfort.” 

“I can adapt to any situation, even this, Jonathan retorted. 

Angela thought, with that statement. How can I refuse? 

Oliver skillfully retrieved the wheelchair from the trunk and unfolded it, using his strength to assist Jonathan out of the car. Jonathan’s legs were not incapable of walking but rather unsuitable. Excessive user would cause his knees to swell, accompanied by a sharp, piercing pain akin to needles stabbing the 

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Chapter 118 Nowadays, Young Girls Lack A Sense Of Shame 

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ground. An intense ache penetrated his bones, unbearable for most individuals. Over time, it would render him unable to walk. 

Angela carefully gripped the wheelchair handles, noticing for the first time that Jonathan appeared. remarkably tall. Oliver was considered tall among ordinary people, but their heights surprisingly matched as he helped Jonathan out of the car. Jonathan sat in the wheelchair, his elongated legs appearing even longer. 

Jonathan, you’re so tall when you stand up, much taller than me!” Angela exclaimed, gesturing on tiptoe. He’s taller by a head, making me reach his chest when standing next to him. 

Jonathan was pleased by her gestures. “So don’t be picky about food. Who can you blame for not growing taller now? 

Angela said, “Charlotte used to say the same thing” Do all elders use the exact phrases? Taking a deep breath, Angela led the way forward. After passing through a narrow alley, the bustling noise gradually grew louder. revealing the full view of the market. 

“The morning farmer’s market will be even busier. The vegetables are freshest at that time. Now that many people have finished work, those who haven’t bought groceries will come over to buy ingredients for dinner, Angela said. 

“Did you use to come here often?” Jonathan’s low, mellow voice sounded in her ears. 

Angela pursed her lips, a hint of sadness shining in her clear eyes as she softly said, “Charlotte used to take me to buy groceries. She would do the shopping while I followed behind, helping to carry things.” 

Angela continued, smiling. I used to be quite quiet back then. The seller who sold vegetables would joke around with Charlotte, asking if I was mute.” Looking back, the days spent with Charlotte are my happiest and most carefree days. Since returning to the Kins Family, I don’t return in years. 

with tears 

Angela’s eyes welled up but she didn’t want Jonathan behind her to see. She quickened her pace and stopped at a meat stall. “I’ll make you a savory meat broth tonight. It is beef and vegetable savory meat broth to show my gratitude!” Honey–roasted salmon with spinach salad and beef and vegetable savory meat broth is an excellent remedy for insomnia, nourishing the heart and calming the mind. Beef and vegetable savory meat broth is especially effective for insomnia and nervous exhaustion Regular consumption can improve sleep quality and mental well–being 

Jonathan watched as Angela carefully selected the meat. He had seen her almost crying earlier. She is indeed still a little girl who hasn’t grown up yet. 

“Oh, isn’t this Angela? Haven’t seen you in years. I’ll give you a discount!” Mr. Miller, with a shiny knife, chuckled, and then his gaze shifted to Jonathan sitting behind her. Wow, this guy is handsome! “Is this your man?” Mr. Miller’s hands moved quickly, packing the meat. 

Angela felt overwhelmed, wanting to shake her head and say no. Our fake marriage is a secret that can’t be revealed. She was momentarily stupned and turned to Jonathan for help. 

Jonathan pushed the wheelchair forward and reached for the packaged meat. “Why aren’t you answering? Did I embarrass you?”