Destined to Love You

Chapter 101 The Remaining Photo

Angelia turned to look at him. The fear that remained in her heart had already forgotten.

Jonathan put her back on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

"I'm fine."

Jonathan insisted, "You don't look fine. Rock-a-by. Or I will sleep with you?"

Just then, Angelia quickly closed her eyes.

Jonathan was startled. Actually he hoped that Angelia would resist now.

Why did sleeping with her become a punishment that could be used to frighten her?

He stared at Angelia for a while, but had to cover her with the quilt. And then he turned and walked out.

As soon as he closed the door, the expression on his face suddenly became sharp.

The old castle towering on the top of the mountain was originally built by a foreign Duke in the 1960s.

After losing the battle, the Duke fled in a hurry, and even the castle was destroyed by angry people,

leaving nothing but ruins.

Five years ago, Jonathan picked here and the surrounding area to build a kingdom of their own for

"Angela".

The dilapidated castle was rebuilt, and the buildings on the ground were renewed.

But below the ground, the interrogation rooms, prison cells and basements left in accordance with the

ancient European traditions all been kept.

Jonathan walked towards the basement, not too hasty or too slowly.

The steps made of cyan stone slabs extend all the way down, and dim wall lamps illuminated a small

area around it.

Because there was no sunshine all year round, the air was moist.

Jonathan walked down, the light shone on his expressionless face, cold and awesome.

His movements were extremely elegant. With a blue shirt and a striped vest of the same color, he

looked like a nobleman of the last century.

Under the light, he looked like the most vicious desperadoes with deep and fierce look.

These two temperaments blend perfectly in him.

He slowly walked towards the only person in the dungeon.

Zach was tied up on the shelf. Steward and two bodyguards stood by.

The slash on his forehead had been stopped bleeding and the coagulated blood turned dark red after

drying still remained on his face.

"Sir." Steward stepped forward.

Although he knew Zach had kidnapped Miss Hunk and almost did something heinous to her, it was a

life after all.

He guessed something. Truman didn't take him to the police, but here. He worried that Jonathan would

do something implosive.

Although that was the case, if Mr. Miller really did, he would not hesitate to help deal with the corpse.

Jonathan waved his hand.

"You go out first."

Steward was startled and looked at Zach who was still in a coma.

"Yes, sir."

They went out of the basement and closed the door.

Before they could go far, they heard the screams from inside.

The two bodyguards looked back in surprise.

Since what happened five years ago, they have never seen Jonathan torturing someone like this.

Hearing the begging and screams from inside, the bodyguards frowned.

Steward didn't turn a hair and said faintly, "Clean the dungeon after Mr. Miller coming out."

The two bodyguards nodded.

"Steward, Mr. Miller..."

"Mr. Miller has his own measure."

They waited for full four hours. And the screams from inside also lasted for four hours.

It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that the door behind them was finally opened.

A gust of cold wind blew out of the basement immediately, and a strong smell of blood came over.

Steward and the two bodyguards raised their eyebrows and saw the spotless Jonathan come out from

inside.

The smell of blood on his body was particularly strong, as if he had just been soaked in blood, but there

wasn’t even a blood stain on his hands or on his suit.

Jonathan's eyes were darker than before. Fierce appearance still remained on his face.

"Take him to the police and let him admit his guilty."

Hearing that, the two bodyguards taken aback nodded quickly and walked in bearing the smell of blood

in the basement.

They who had experienced many battles couldn't help but shake when they just walked to the place

where Zach was detained.

Outside the door, Steward took out the carefully pasted photo.

"Sir, I have already made half of the photos you asked me to piece together."

Jonathan took a look at it.

"Only half?"

On the photo barely pieced together, two children stood together.

He was sure that the one with croissant braids was "Angela"!

Jonathan turned his head. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Is this pieced together by the photos in Claudia's room?"

Steward nodded.

"Other scraps are still being pieced. Only human appearance on this one has been pieced together

first."

Jonathan stared at the photo in his hand for a while.

There were two little girls in the picture. The other was smugly pulling "Angela"’s croissant braids.

"Angela" cried with pain.

Why did Claudia have photos of "Angela"?

"Where is the data of Claudia?"

Steward took out a bunch of data. What different from the previous data was that the new one was

attached with photos.

The owner of the photo was resting on the third floor of the castle.

Jonathan turned the data over, then returned it to Steward.

The steward asked carefully, "Shall I continue to investigate?"

"I will go to the hospital tomorrow."

After that, he walked outside.

He washed away the bloody smell from his body before coming to Angelia.

Angelia was making snacks with Aurelia in the kitchen.

Jonathan stood at the door looking at her back.

What if the person in front of him was the only daughter of the Hunks?

She was his wife. That’s enough.

The next day, before Jonathan went to the hospital, Angela came over first.

Her face was covered with gauze. As soon as she saw Jonathan, she cried first.

"Jonathan, why don't you come to the hospital to see me?"

Jonathan frowned when he saw her.

"Do you think I should visit you?"

Angela looked upstairs, gritting her teeth and said, "Are you staying with that woman these days?"

"She is my wife."

"But I am the one you waited for twelve years!"

Angela suddenly raised her voice and rushed to hold Jonathan.

"Jonathan, you told me that you have waited for me for twelve years and you will drive that woman out

soon and always take care of me!"

"You promised! What about now? That woman made my face like this, but you have been by her side?"

She pointed to upstairs and said angrily, "If it wasn't for her! How could I be like this?"

Jonathan's expression was even more somber than hers.

"Is that why you kept her and Zach in the same room?"

He yelled, and that suddenly made Angela quiet.

Her face was pale.

"I...I didn’t mean it. How could I know? I was so scared. I was afraid being caught by Zach. I really

didn't mean it."