Destined to Love You

Chapter 59 Jonathan’s New Lover

It was noisy at the entrance of the banquet hall. Everyone stopped to look at it.

As soon as Angelia heard Felix’s voice, she turned to Jonathan.

There was no evident expression revealing in his face. On the other side, Felix had forced in from

outside.

She was in a big red dress, head held high, and her eyes swept around everyone.

A few people in the banquet hall recognized her quickly and their face was embarrassed.

“Isn’t she Jonathan’s new lover? “

“Why is she so bold? So arrogantly did she act, as she should have known the presence of Jonathan’s

wife?”

“Both new love and old love are on the stage together. What a wonderful play tonight.”

A few people were whispering. In a moment, everyone on the scene knew the identity of Felix.

Felix hadn’t understood the deep meaning of those people’s eyes. On the contrary, she was very

satisfied with himself.

She raised her head, found Jonathan in the crowd, and hurriedly came over.

“Jon.”

Felix held his hand directly and said with a smile.

“Am I late?”

Jonathan frowned slightly, but didn’t push her away.

“Why are you here?”

“Didn’t you ask me to come?”

Felix asked back, “I heard you say today is your father’s 60th birthday. Of course I should come to visit

him.”

The banquet hall was very quiet. No one spoke, but their eyes fell on Jonathan and her two ladies.

Thomson Miller, who was still standing on the stairs, looking at Felix carefully.

In recent days, he had heard a lot about Jonathan.

But his marriage with the Hunks was forced. In addition, he felt guilty about Jonathan, so he didn’t

interfere even if the people outside spread some bad rumors of his son.

But he had to distinguish between public and private. As so many relatives and friends were present

today, Angela Felix’s making trouble on the party would make his whole family lose face.

He gave a little cough and asked.

“Jonathan, who is she? I haven’t seen her. “

“A friend of mine.”

Jonathan didn’t want to let Felix know people in the Millers, so he wanted to avoid more questions

through a short answer.

But Felix wouldn’t let go of the opportunity to please Jonathan’s father.

“Uncle, I’m Angela Felix.”

Thomson Miller gave her a glance.

“As you are a friend of my son, just stay here.”

Then he raised his glass and ignored her. “Let’s go on.”

After drinking, it was time to celebrate.

Thomson Miller disliked the noise and left the banquet hall to the young people. He went to the

courtyard with several friends.

Angelia hesitated to turn back and saw Felix pestering Jonathan to go dancing.

Michael then went over and invited her to the courtyard.

“Claudia, shall we go to the courtyard?”

Then Angelia got her eyes back.

“Ok, let’s go.”

Jonathan saw they leaving together.

His face sank and he pushed Felix away to catch up with them.

But Felix suddenly reached for him and looked at them.

“Jon, do you want to dance with me? Claudia will be taken care of by another Mr. Miller.”

Jonathan’s face was even worse, and she continued, “I have never been to a dance party before. I

used to be in an orphanage and I didn’t even wear a skirt. I always dreamed of dancing with you at a

ball.”

What Jonathan couldn’t stand most was that Felix mentioned the past.

As soon as she talked about it, he thought that he didn’t take good care of Felix and let her wait so

long.

He took his eyes back and had no choice but to compromise.

“Well, just once.”

The begonias in Miller’s courtyard were in bud. Several simple wooden chairs were placed randomly.

The hot tea on the table had been boiling. Most of Thomson Miller’s friends were of the same age.

They talked almost everything and looked very relaxed.

Angelia stood aside, adding tea for them from time to time. She seemed to be thinking something.

Michael’s eyes had not removed from her since just now.

Jennie Miller came out of the banquet hall and her face was dark.

She went to Michael and complained in a low voice.

“Who is Angela Felix? Is here where she can come? “

“How did she make you angry?”

Jennie Miller coldly snorted. “You didn’t see her just now. She was almost lying down on Jonathan.

What a shame!”

She said and turned to look at Angelia, who was on the other side, even more disgusted.

“So useless is she. She had been bullied so badly, but she didn’t do anything at all. Do all members

from the Hunks behave like that?”

Michael smiled.

“Mom, isn’t that you don’t like her? Why are you helping her now?”

“I’m not helping her. She’s losing our family’s face! I look down upon her, but I don’t want to hear others

talk about that there was another prodigal in our family!”

She lowered her voice, gnashing her teeth and looked at Thomson with a strong hatred.

Michael reached out to hold her, with a smile on his face.

“Isn’t that good? I think Claudia is a nice girl.”

Jennie Miller raised her head in surprise. Seeing that Michael’s eyes had been staying on Angelia, she

suddenly had a guess.

“Michael, do you mean...”

As soon as she opened her mouth, the side of Thomson let out a burst of exclamation.

An old man over 70 took out a wooden box from behind, the size of which was like a palm, and he

walked proudly to Thomson.

“Today you’re sixty years old, I’ve sent someone to find something good. Here, have a look.”

The box made of sandalwood was carved with exquisite patterns. Once it was taken out, it had already

shown that there was definitely not ordinary thing inside.

“Mr. Martin, what is this?”

The man named Martin touched his beard and carefully opened the wooden box.

“It’s a snuff bottle in the 14th century! It took me a lot of money to get it!”

People sitting here were all very interested in antiques. They came together when hearing in was from

in the 14th century.

The snuff bottle in the box was very colorful and in a beautiful shape. Although it originated from so

long ago, it didn’t seem to be old, but looked like a new one.

Having hundreds of years of history, it should not be so bright.

“I’m sorry but I have to say. Mr. Martin, is your snuff bottle fake?”

“Yes, the color is too bright. Did someone cheat you?”

“Impossible!”

Mr. Martin was triumphant when he came here. Seeing that they said that the snuff bottle he had

brought was a fakery, his complexion became pale with anger.

“It’s genuine! I got it from a secret way. It couldn’t be a fake.”

“Have you asked an appraiser for help?”

Mr. Martin froze for a moment and hesitated to shake his head.

“But I think it’s genuine, it’s genuine!”

But no matter what he said, others didn’t believe it.

Mr. Martin’s face flushed with anxiety. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“Thomson, don’t you believe me, too?”

Thomson Miller was in a bit of a dilemma. He studied antiques. The snuff bottle in front of him, no

matter how he checked it, it looked like a fake.

Seeing his expression, Mr. Martin clapped the table angrily.

“All of you don’t believe me!”

He reached for the box on the table. Suddenly a figure got close to him.

Angelia came forward slightly, showing a gentle smile.

“May I have a look, please?”