Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 14 Washed Your Suit, Here You Go

Chapter 14 Washed Your Suit, Here You Go

Jonathan enjoyed a peaceful half–hour of sleep. Now that Sebastian treated Angela like a god, there was no disagreement. Sebastian nodded immediately and asked for the time, promising to bring it later when it was ready.

Although Angela was unaware of the grudge between the Sanderses and Jonathan, she couldn’t let Jonathan continue taking the problematic pill. She didn’t want to cause any conflict either. She suggested changing the medicine. Jonathan was clever enough to investigate any problems himself.

Jonathan’s face remained cold and indifferent. His gaze shifted and landed on her skirt. With a slight pursing of his thin lips, Jonathan picked up the black suit that had been used as a cushion and threw it at her, saying, “Put it on!”

Angela felt embarrassed and reluctantly put on the suit. “I’ll wash it and return it to you, Jonathan.”

Seeing the slightly overwhelmed expression on the girl’s face, Jonathan’s mood improved a bit. “No need; just throw it away if it’s dirty.” Angela clenched the suit. In 2004, when the economy hadn’t fully recovered, a suit cost hundreds of dollars. And he’s throwing it away just like that

Damn capitalists.

Jonathan smiled, turned his head to Sebastian, and said, “Sebastian, drive.”

As she watched the car speed away. Angela withdrew her gaze and thought for a moment before putting on Jonathan’s suit. It looked oversized on her, but it covered up the marks on her buttocks. Holding her stomach, Angela returned home feeling uncomfortable. If Angela had looked a little longer, she would have seen the car turning into the detached villa in front of the courtyard.

Jonathan

asked, “What about

Sebastian immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say anything

get the medicine.

back, “Okay, please wait a moment.” A few minutes. later, the young man handed a large bag of powdered medicine to Angela, then lowered his head

is ten

took out a stack of coins from the bag, counted them, and handed them to the

only had a little over thirty dollars, and this

last

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of money, she would starve sooner

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pills. At that moment, her phone rang. Angela took it out, and when she saw the caller’s ID. she hung up without hesitation. A few seconds later, the phone rang again. Angela turned

pot and boiled it over high heat. Then she switched to low heat and simmered it. She prepared a bowl of water on the side and continued

cool, she could begin making the small pills, Angela worked for a while and felt her arms growing sore. It had been a while since she had last done this, so she was a

cleaning up, Angela was so tired that she fell asleep on the bed. The next