Destined to Love You

Chapter 153 New Love and Old Love

The two directly walked past Angelia as if they didn't see her at all.

The woman was ecstatic and pleased Jonathan more enthusiastically.

Jonathan was notoriously aloof, cold-blooded and ruthless, and had never had an intimate relationship

with anyone.

Even if a woman took the initiative to show her affection to him, she would be thrown out directly by him

without showing any respect.

After getting married, everything he did made people think that he was completely infatuated with his

wife.

But they didn't expect the good times would not last long. After only a few days, the new lover before

had become the old one.

Thinking of this, the woman glanced at Angelia who was standing by the door, her eyes showing a

touch of pride.

But if the woman in front of her didn't make a mistake, how could she stay by Jonathan's side? Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Thinking about it this way, the smile on the woman's face was even brighter. She leaned on Jonathan's

shoulder and walked inside.

Angelia suppressed the pain in her heart and took a few steps forward.

"Jonathan, I have something to say to you."

Jonathan didn't stop or look back at her.

...

"I don't want to listen." Angelia bit her lower lip and watched Jonathan lead the woman directly into her

bedroom and close the door.

She stood there and waited for a long time, but no one came out.

Angelia twitched her lips and tried to force a smile but failed and almost cried.

It seemed that a big hole had been broken in her heart. And the cold wind kept pouring in from outside,

making her whole body cold.

After standing for a while, she finally turned around slowly and returned to her room.

...

In Jonathan's bedroom, as soon as she walked in, the woman put her hands softly around Jonathan's

neck.

Pressing against his chest, she said sweetly, "Mr Miller, I..."

Before the woman could finish, Jonathan pushed her away!

Looking at the woman in front of him for one more second would just make him feel unbearable.

"Leave me alone."

The woman was startled. She didn't expect Jonathan to change his attitude so fast.

She managed to force a smile.

"Mr. Miller, what's wrong? We're just having a good time just now."

Thinking of Angelia's appearance just now, Jonathan's face was even darker than before. He looked

fiercely and coldly at the person in front of him.

"Get lost!"

He yelled. His sharp eyes were like a knife which pierced directly into the woman's body. He even

showed a bit of murderous intent!

The woman trembled violently. She was so scared that she was shivering all over. She scrambled to

stand up, turned around, and ran out of the room.

Only Jonathan was left in the room.

He looked down at his hands. Angelia's tearful eyes once again came to his mind.

He clenched his fists tightly. The veins of his forehead exposed because of excessive force.

With all his strength, he finally drove those pictures out of his mind.

Jonathan raised his hand violently and slammed his fist on the table, making a loud noise.

"I will not let you deceive me again!"

He gritted his teeth and said.

In the darkness, his eyes became deeper and darker. His expression was fierce.

For several days, Angela could only watch Jonathan bring one woman after another back to the castle.

The intimacy of the two made her upset, but every time Angelia wanted to leave, Jonathan would stop

her cruelly.

Jonathan even made her stand in front of the two of them, watching them with her own eyes.

...

Under such tremendous stimulation, although Angelia was able to walk freely in the castle and Aurelia

gave her nourishment every day, she was a bit thinner in just a few days.

Angelia was dressed in white, standing at the window looking at Jonathan who was leaving. The

breeze blew her clothes. She was like a piece of paper if one looked in a distance.

Jonathan turned his head inexplicably and saw Angelia's thin body. She looked as if a gust of wind

could sweep her away.

He clenched his fist sharply and took a deep look at her, but didn't say a word. He then turned around,

got into the car, and left without looking back.

That afternoon, Angelia got out of the room.

As soon as she walked into the living room, she saw a woman sitting on the sofa.

This was one of the women Jonathan frequently brought back these days.

She was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. As she saw Angelia coming over, she smiled.

"Hi, if I move in this house in the future, I may need you to take care of me."

Seeing Angelia not speaking, she said, "By the way, you are not Claudia Hunk, then what's your

name?"

Angelia looked at her coldly, did not speak, turned around and left.

As soon as she left, the woman sneered and sat back in the chair again.

"You really thought you were Mrs. Miller."

"Don't you feel ashamed? You're relectant to leave after things have been exposed. And you still want

to live here shamelessly."

She gritted her teeth.

In any case, only by driving Angelia out, could she be Mrs. Miller!

She rolled her eyes, and soon thought of several methods, and smiled with satisfaction.

Angelia heard Steward say that the woman who had been following Jonathan these days was Lottie

Thomas, the daughter of the Thomas family, which was a small family that had just rose recently.

She frequently appeared with Jonathan these days. Now there was rumor that soon Jonathan would

dissolve his marriage contract and marry Lottie.

It was getting late.

Angelia stood at the door and waited.

She gave it some thought and decided to have a talk with Jonathan.

Maybe Steward was right. Jonathan didn't have no feelings for her.

She reached out and touched the photo necklace on her neck, comforting herself.

Lottie sat in the living room, rolled her eyes when she looked in her direction, and sneered.

"Mr. Miller doesn't like you anymore. Why do you keep pestering him?"

"Why are you still trying so hard? Do you think you can win him back? Stop dreaming!"

Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, she polished her newly made nails as if she had regarded the

castle as her home.

Angelia was standing at the door. Without Jonathan's permission, she could not go out, so she could

only stand inside the door and wait.

She didn't know how long it took. The roar of the sports car came from afar.

The car lights slowly appeared in the dark.

As soon as she heard the sound, Lottie, who was still sitting and resting on the sofa just now, jumped

up and raced out quickly.

When she reached the door, she pushed Angelia away impatiently and walked directly over.

As soon as she arrived, Jonathan's car stopped.

Lottie stepped forward enthusiastically and opened the door, smiling.

"Mr. Miller, why do you come back so late? I waited for you at the door for more than an hour. My legs

hurt."

Jonathan saw her, but there was no emotion in his eyes. He even frowned.

"Why are you here?"

He remembered that he didn't find this woman today.

In the past two days, every time he deliberately took a woman to walk past Angelia, he just wanted to

tell her that he could live well without her.