Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 197 Had It Coming

Chapter 197 Had It Coming

Jonathan pursed his thin lips, his gaze dark and gloomy as he watched Teresa devoutly praying with clasped

hands, finding it ridiculous that someone like her would dare to pray. “Prayers of the faithful are effective, while

the heavens won't even bother with the likes of you,” he uttered indifferently, his tone grave as he pronounced

Teresa's guilt.

“Your brother had an accident and is being rescued inside, yet you're saying these things. Have you chere

to intentionally upset us?” Michael couldn't help but rebuke.

Teresa raised her eyes, a subtle hint of something unreadable passing through her watery gaze. She slowly

released her clasped hands, tears welling up in her eyes. “What else can | do now? Even if Heaven is unwilling to

help a sinner like me, my son is innocent after all...”

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Simon couldn't stand it anymore and averted his gaze with furrowed brows.

Michael approached her, patting her hand gently to console her. “Christopher will be fine.”

Jonathan's gaze deepened further as he watched the tender interaction between the two. His large hand

involuntarily clenched into a fist, a coldness emanating from his expression.

Seeing Teresa's helpless appearance, Angela couldn't help but applaud inwardly. Aw, so delicate and helpless. Do

you think you're three, lady? She held Jonathan's hand, giving it a comforting squeeze.

Jonathan lowered his head slightly, and his heart melted, seeing his girl, usually as meek as a kitten, suddenly

showed sbackbone that day.

Teresa sobbed softly, then slowly approached Jonathan with tear streaks on her face, looking somewhat helpless.

“Jonathan, | heard today that you and Christopher had sconflict. Did he offend you in any way?” She then

put on a frightened look and hurriedly explained, “Don’t getwrong, I'm just asking.”

Jonathan looked down at Teresa with a cold gaze, his eyes filled with sarcasm. “Are you suspecting that |

arranged Christopher's accident?”

“Of course not.” Teresa softly wiped her tears, then feigned concern. “If Christopher did something to offend you,

| apologize on his behalf. You're his brother. How could | suspect you of harming your own brother?”

Her seemingly gentle words sounded kind and harmless, but to Michael, they meant something entirely different.

His face changed drastically, and he quickly stepped up to Jonathan, glaring at him without any reservation and

angrily demanding, “Did you cause Christopher's accident today? Tellthe truth!”

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Considering Jonathan had just reprimanded Christopher at lunchtime, it was entirely possible for Jonathan to

harm him for the sake of a little girl now. After all, Jonathan was devoid of any familial sentiments.

Teresa, with her eyes reddened, looked up fearfully at Jonathan, then tugged at the enraged Michael, softly

persuading, “No, Jonathan is a good boy. He wouldn't do such a thing to Christopher.”

But the seed of suspicion had been planted, and once it took root, it would only grow stronger. With her back-

and-forth, Teresa successfully made Michael believe that she was afraid of Jonathan, hence her reluctance to

speak the truth. After all, in Michael's mind, Teresa was nothing but a simple and kind bunny.

Standing behind them, Simon furrowed his brow tightly, staring at Teresa with disgust written all over his face.

Having followed Jonathan for many years, he knew Teresa's manipulative ways all too well. She enjoyed playing

the innocent victim to Michael, whispering things into his ear, but when it cdown to it, she would distance

herself completely.

Michael glared at Jonathan, his face grim with regret for ever giving birth to Jonathan, who made it seem as

though the entire Sanders Family owed him something.

Even if it was because of Elisa, that was all ancient history from over twenty years ago. He really didn’t need to

hold a grudge against them all this time. Moreover, Christopher was innocent in that incident.

Michael's expression was grim as he scolded angrily, “Jonathan, no matter what, Christopher is your brother.

Even if you care nothing about your elders, you should still show sbrotherly affection! Will you only stop

after you've angered us to death?”

Jonathan stared at the two, emanating a chilling aura that made Michael's voice quieter and quieter. He let out a

disdainful chuckle, “If I wanted Christopher dead, he wouldn't have been born in the first place. So, you should

be grateful that | gave you that chance.”

Michael's face turned purple with anger, his hand trembling as he pointed at Jonathan. “You!”

Angela tugged at Jonathan and chuckled lightly. “Do you have evidence to prove that it’s all Jonathan's doing?”

“Evidence...”

There naturally wasn’t any.

With a cold face, Michael sneered, “You do things cleanly. If you really arranged it, how could there be any

evidence?” He had to admit that his eldest was well capable.

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“Then you should know that if | wanted Christopher dead, he wouldn't survive, and there wouldn't even be a

body left for you all,” Jonathan retorted solemnly.

Teresa's eyes flickered as she knew she had to pull the reins for the day, and continuing to provoke would only

harm Christopher. She quickly changed her tune, looking guilty. “Michael, it's all my fault. Jonathan is

Christopher's brother and would never harm him. Let’s not misunderstand Jonathan.”

Look at that! The sold trick. Even if she changes her story now, Michael wouldn't necessarily agree with her.

In fact, he might think his defenseless doxy is a damsel in distress. Simon quirked his lips, his dark eyes staring

directly at Teresa. “Why did you immediately assit was Mr. Lawson who targeted Mr. Sanders then?”

Even if Mr. Lawson later proved innocent, it would still strain their father-son relationship further and raise

doubts about whether he would really harm Christopher in the future. After all, who's to say it will never happen?

She’s cunningly paving the way for her son.

Teresa showed a timid expression, fearfully inching behind Michael like a startled bird. “I... | was confused for a

moment and said the wrong thing.”

Michael quickly shielded Teresa behind him, glaring at Jonathan. “Is this how you keep your men in line?”

Jonathan slightly lowered his eyes, his sharp gaze seemingly able to pierce through everything like a blade of ice.

He had long seen through Teresa's little tricks. “Do you really not know who crossed the line in the first place?

Don’t appear where you shouldn't be.”

Teresa's back tensed from Jonathan's domineering presence, visibly nervous, her voice trembling as she replied,

“Jonathan, it's my fault. Don’t stoop to my level.”

Meanwhile, Michael stood aside, his face grim with no rebuttal.

At that, Jonathan glanced sideways, his peripheral vision looking at Simon as he mumbled,

“Simon.”

“Yes, sir.” Simon nodded and brought the video he held to them, his voice steady. “This is the surveillance video

from the scene of Mr. Sanders’ accident, sent by the police. Please take a look.”