Chapter 184
Chapter 184
Chapter 184 The Baby Is Not Clever
Driving back home, the car suddenly came to a halt with a screeching sour
It was raining outside. As soon as the door opened, the raindrops drifted in Sebastian quickly grabbed
the umbrella at the entrance, sheltering Jonathan from the rain.
“Be careful: don’t catch a cold in the rain Sebastian diligently protected Jonathan from the rain, worried
that he might get even slightly wet.
In past years, whenever Jonathan caught a cold in the winter rain, his physical well–being would take a
nosedive, and he would often get sick.
However, this year, under Angela’s attentive care, his condition noticeably improved, and they couldn’t
afford any setbacks.
“It’s okay.” Jonathan coughed softly.
Now, without a wheelchair, the man leaned on a solid black cane with one hand, walking slowly but
exuding a steady and powerful aura.
Once inside. May handed over a bowl of ginger soup that had been simmering all night.
“Try some ginger soup to fend off the cold. The temperature has been dropping lately, and I heard from
the weather forecast that it’s going to snow on Christmas Eve in a few days,” May remarked, noting the
trend among young people to celebrate foreign holidays nowadays.
After drinking the ginger soup and turning on the heater in the room, Jonathan soon felt the warmth
spreading through his body, causing tiny beads of sweat to form on the tip of his.
nose.
“Where is Mrs. Lawson?” Jonathan inquired.
May took the bowl and pointed upstairs. “She mentioned taking a shower and is still upstairs. I’ll go up
and ask Mrs. Lawson to come down for dinner.” Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
With that, May turned around and put down the bowl, ready to call Angela down for dinner.
“It’s okay. I’ll go upstairs to change clothes. I’ll go.” Jonathan gently stopped May, leaning on his cane
and slowly walking toward the elevator.
Pushing the bedroom door open, silence greeted Jonathan. He scanned the room and found Angela
peacefully sleeping on her stomach in the bedroom’s dressing room.
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Angela had already taken a shower and domed pajamas. Her hair was partially dried, and there was a
slight dampness on the table.
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Approaching. Jonathan placed a blanket beside her and stood quietly by the table, observing
her.
Next to her arm lay a book, indicating she might have dozed off while reading.
Unbuttoning his sapphire cuff and rolling up his sleeves, he revealed a robust and sturdy arm. Seating
himself casually, he picked up her book and gave it a cursory glance.
To his surprise, it was an all–Brundelian version.
Jonathan arched an eyebrow as he glanced at Angela. This professional book in the Brundelian
language seemed more complex, not the type one casually flips through. Moreover, there were
scattered notes and underlines throughout its pages
The little girl is quite clever; she can actually understand it.
The cool and moist air forcefully entered Angela’s nostrils. Her eyes, laden with weariness, opened
slowly.
Seeing the man sitting beside her, Angela struggled to open her eyes, gradually making out the man’s
face–thick eyebrows, deep and dark eyes, thin lips.
His exquisite features were truly stunning, as if he descended from the heavens.
“Jonathan, you’re back.” Her voice was slightly hoarse, as if just waking up.
Jonathan put down the book and looked at her tired face. He couldn’t help but frown. “Are you tired
recently? You have dark circles under your eyes.”
Do I have dark circles?
Angela raised her hand in surprise to touch her eyes, then sighed, “I took on an extra job recently. It’s
worth 2,400 dollars.”
Burdened by a heavy debt, she had to toil tirelessly.
Jonathan squinted his eyes. “Are you short of money?”
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Angela’s face. Then she nodded openly. “Yes, you are my
biggest creditor. I remember owing you 12,000 dollars, and I also needed money to renovate my
grandma’s house. Once I carn some money, I will pay you back.”
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As the words fell, the expression on the man’s face suddenly turned cold, and Angela sensitively
sensed that something was wrong. Is there something wrong with what I’m saying?
Jonathan gazed at Angela with slightly cold, dark eyes. “Are you in such a rush to repay the money
because you don’t want to owe me or because you simply don’t like owing people?”
The tense atmosphere made Angela nervous, causing her eyelashes to tremble uneasily. “L. I just don’t
like being in debt to others. 12,000 dollars is a significant amount of money. Jonathan, you may not find
it important because you are wealthy, but I can’t just dismiss it because of your wealth.”
“As a decent person, I should have a sense of responsibility. It’s easy to borrow when I have the means
to repay.” Angela forced a smile.
Observing Angela’s nervous demeanor, Jonathan realized he had been too harsh in his tone carlier, but
his anger was genuine.
After a moment, Jonathan softened his tone. “I’m not in a hurry as a creditor, so why are you? Your
studies should be your top priority now. What if you overexert yourself for money and compromise your
health? Don’t push yourself too hard.”
He knew Angela had been extremely busy lately, coming and going at all times.
He had assumed she was busy with her medical studies, but it turned out she was taking on extra work
to earn money to repay him..
It was all because of him.
“Oh, I see. Please don’t be angry. You look quite fierce.” Angela nodded, cautiously glancing at
Jonathan was becoming agitated, and it was truly intimidating.
Angela poured a glass of water for him, blowing on it considerately. “Have some water; don’t let your
throat get dry from talking so much.”
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Jonathan sneered. propped himself up on his cane, and stood up. “Let’s go downstairs for
dinner.”
Angela breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly stood up and offered to help jonathan. “Take it slow, I’ll
support you.”
But her professional instincts kicked in, and she couldn’t help but advise. “Relax and take it easy. If
your legs hurt, it’s better to use a wheelchair. I’ve noticed you haven’t been using the wheelchair lately.
Are you standing for long periods at work? Does it cause a lot of pain? Let me give you a massage
tonight to ease the muscle soreness. You’ll feel better tomorrow.”
She had observed Jonathan enduring rehabilitation training in the gym, visibly in pain with a pale face
and beads of sweat. Despite the evident struggle, his remarkable endurance allowed him to bear it
without complaint.
“You’re exhausted, and you still want to give me a massage? Go to bed early tonight and no reading.”
Jonathan tugged at the corner of his lips.
“Oh…” Angela pursed her lips, not daring to argue.
They then descended together for dinner, where May had already heated up the food and brought it
out.
Upon seeing them, May warmly greeted them. She was pleased to witness their harmonious
interaction.
As she served the food, she advised, “Mrs. Lawson, Mr. Lawson, you both mustn’t overexert
yourselves. The elders in our village say that women need to take care of their health during
pregnancy, or it will be challenging to have a healthy and clever ba