Destined to Love You

Chapter 90 I Believe In You

The second day.

When Angelia opened her eyes as she woke up, what came into her sight was Jonathan.

A very handsome face of equally handsome features was just right in front of her eyes.

She looked around her blankly.

It was already well past morning, but the lights in the room were still switched on.

Images of Jonathan carrying her around while switching on the lights one by one yesterday night

surfaced in her mind at this moment.

The window was left opened, and a spring breeze poured in from outside, sweeping the white curtain

gently.

The arrangements in the room was simply yet exquisite.

Was this Jonathan’s room?

She focused her gaze in front of her, and saw that Jonathan was hugging her while lying down beside

her.

Both of his arms were wrapping around her waist, and it seemed like the whole night they were

positioned this way.

She had just shifted slightly, but this had caused Jonathan to open his eyes.

The depthless and dark eyes were shining with something bright.

Angelia saw that he had woken up, and she subconsciously jerked backwards.

Jonathan realized what she was doing but he said nothing. He simply stood up.

“Sleep a little bit more. I’ll let someone prepare breakfast for you.”

Angelia did not reply him.

When Jonathan was almost out of the room, she suddenly spoke.

“Jonathan, do you believe in me?”

“I believe in you.”

Jonathan stopped in his tracks briefly, but he did not turn around.

“I will believe in you.”

After finishing his words, he lifted his legs and marched towards outside of the room.

After half an hour, Jonathan only returned, and there was the steward and a female doctor

accompanying him.

“You don’t look so good, let the doctor check up on you.” Jonathan said while heading towards her.

The doctor came forward and looked at them, “It’s not convenient for me to check her if you guys are

here.”

After finishing her words, she realized that something was off.

She had almost forgotten that this person in from of her was Mr. Miller of M. I Corporation, and he was

a capable person who had single-handedly raise the company to new heights.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Miller, you are her husband, of course you can stay here…”

But she didn’t think that after Jonathan had taken a look on Angelia, he would instruct the steward to go

outside the room together.

“Be fast. No, be detailed.”

Until the door was shut, the doctor still could not come back to her senses.

If somebody were to talk to Mr. Miller like this, that person would be crushed.

But why were things different today?

She heaved a sigh of relief and turned her attention to Angelia.

“Miss Miller, let me check on your body.”

Outside the room.

Jonathan’s brows were knitted tightly.

“Have you found out the culprit?”

The steward nodded and whispered, “Based on the surveillance video nearby, three days ago, Miss

Angela was there.”

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When he saw that there were no changes on his expression, he continued,

“I didn’t receive the notice that she’s coming, but inside the mansion there was no surveillance video,

so we couldn’t know what she’s up to.”

Jonathan squinted, an ambiguous expression formed on his face.

“She was here to take something.”

The steward was stunned, and said astonishingly, “Mr. Miller, are you saying that…”

Jonathan raised his hand slightly, to stop him from continuing. He produced a box from his pockets and

handed it to the steward.

“Sir, what is this?”

“Rearrange the things inside. Join them all up.”

The steward opened the box, and saw a whole box of paper shredded papers. It was actually pieces of

a photo.

The pieces were tiny, the whole box was quite messy.

At first glance, there were more than one photos inside, it would be very hard to restore them.

Jonathan knew that it was difficult to restore those photos too.

“Rearrange them as best as you can.”

“Yes, sir.”

The steward nodded and thought that these photos must be important.

Otherwise, Mr. Miller wouldn’t have waste his time on rearranging them.

Jonathan looked back at the door behind him, and finally opened his mouth.

“Investigate whether there is any contact between Angela and Michael.”

“Yes!”

The steward smiled in agitation, and immediately went into action.

After some time, the door to the room finally opened, and the doctor emerged from it.

“How is it?”

The doctor was furrowing her brows.

“She is in great shock, and her nutrition is imbalanced.”

Jonathan’s face darkened, and his brows were squeezed into a crease.

Nutrition imbalance?

Did she eat well during this period of time?

Was she not taking care of herself well?

Seeing that he was full of anger, she didn’t dare to say one more word. She added carefully, “There’s

no need for her to take medication, she just has to eat nutritious food in her daily life, then she’ll get

better.”

When the doctor left, Jonathan pushed the door inwards.

Angelia was already getting out of bed and she was wearing her shoes.

He immediately walked over.

“What are you doing?”

He was nervous, so his tone was inadvertently amplified, it sounded like he was angry.

After speaking these words, Jonathan immediately regretted it. He saw Angelia withdrawing her hands.

He said in a mellow tone, “You should rest more, and get out of bed after eating something.”

Angelia was not looking at him now.

“I want to go back to my room.”

Jonathan fell into a silence, and then he spoke in a soft voice, “You can rest here.”

“But this is your room.”

After saying this, Angelia stood up again.

A frown appeared on Jonathan’s eyebrows.

“Isn’t it the same? You are going to one of my rooms too.”

Angelia was stunned temporarily.

He was right, this whole mansion belonged to Jonathan.

The room where she had been sleeping in was also Jonathan’s room.

Jonathan couldn’t get any response from her, so he knew that he had said something wrong.

He looked upset too.

After stretching out this deadlock situation, he finally compromised.

“You can go back there, but let me send you.”

Angelia looked up at him with a puzzled look, but in the next second, she was swept up by Jonathan

suddenly.

“I’ll send you there.” Jonathan insisted.

He carried Angelia in his arms and walked out of his bedroom, and headed towards her room, before

putting her down on her bed.

When he released his grip, she immediately darted away and headed towards one end of the bed.

Jonathan was froze, his hand hanging in mid-air, but he then clenched his hand into fists and retrieved

them.

At this time, the cook girl knocked on the door, and brought with her freshly boiled goose wings soup.

“Sir, let Miss eat something for now.”

Jonathan took over the bowl of soup and sat beside the bed.

He knitted his brows, and his expression looked even more serious than when he was studying work-

related documents.

He scooped a spoonful of soup, and sent it to Angelia’s mouth.

Angelia frowned and said, “I can do it myself…”

But Jonathan was very determined right now.

Angelia had no choice but to open her mouth. Jonathan carefully sent a cool spoonful of soup to her

mouth.

His movements were very rigid, as if this was the first time he had done this.

He was very clumsy, and the soup was spilled out a little from the spoon.

His mood was worsening, but he was angry towards himself.

“Let me do it myself.” Angelia said.

But this didn’t deter Jonathan one bit.

With a darkened face, and a killing stare, he fed Angelia one spoonful followed by another until the

bowl was cleared.

At first, his movements were rigid, and he would look enraged whenever he spilled some of the soup.

He looked like he was the one whose shirt had been dirtied by the spilled soup.

After some time, he gradually picked up on how to do this, and his mood was considerably better.

When she finished the soup silently, only did Jonathan allow her to rest, but she was not allowed to get

off bed.

He covered her with a blanket himself.

“Go to sleep.”