Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 135 What Kind of Girl Does He Like?

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Angela’s mouth twitched, her mind almost unable to keep up. She had lived for two lifetimes, but it seemed like

she had never encountered such an explosive situation before.

It was just ridiculous.

Angela blinked. “Are you okay? Do you want splum candies?”

“You don't believe me? It's true. A few days ago, on the night you sawat the bar, | was humiliated by Fanny.

She had people strip my clothes off in the street and even intended to haveviolated. It was your father who

savedin the end.”

That night? Angela pursed her lips. She knew Fanny was malicious, but she hadn't expected Fanny to go this far.

Christopher was also there that night. Wasn't Fanny afraid that Christopher would find out and ruin her chances

of marrying into the Sanders Family?

Linda’s face was pale as she spoke again, “I know you have been bullied by Fanny for many years, and she even

took away your position. You must hate her more than | do!”

She extended her hand, her smile full of anticipation, and her face twisted in an invitation. “Let’s join forces and

drag Fanny to hell! We'll get our revenge and make her life a living nightmare!”

Watching the frenzied Linda, Angela seemed to see herself in her past life, where she was possessed by

obsession and heading down a path of no return where she ultimately met a tragic end.

Angela sighed softly. “I’m sorry; I'm not interested.”

With that, she turned to leave.

Linda stood up frantically. “How could you not?! Don’t you

hate Fanny?”

Her voice was almost hoarse, her eyes bloodshot. She was determined not to give up until she got an answer.

The commotion here attracted curious glances from several classmates nearby.

Angela propped her forehead, stood up straight, and looked directly into Fanny's hate-filled eyes. “The Kins

Family is not worth my emotions. | won't waste my precious tseeking revenge on anyone.

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“Life is short. | want to live happily and cherish those who are worth it. That is the greatest and most powerful

revenge against enemies! It also honors my existence in this world. To me, there are many things more

important than revenge.”

In her past life, she was deceived, spending decades trying to please the Kins Family.

Now, she hoped to see things-better things-she hadn’t seen in her previous life.

What difference would it make to entangle myself in vengeance against the Kins Family, just like in my past life?

That was not the future she wanted.

Linda was stunned for a moment before she shook her head frantically. “No, this is all wrong! We must do

everything we can to drag them to hell! Make them suffer!”

Angela looked at her calmly for a few seconds. Then, she suddenly smiled. “Well, | wish you success soon. Oh, by

the way, do you know what kind of girl my father likes the most?”

At the words, Linda's eyes widened. “What kind?”

“The type like Fanny.”

Gentle, obedient, cries easily soft... with the ability to sweet-talk. Girls like that can easily capture his heart.

After saying this, Angela walked away without looking back.

Linda was not a good person, and the people from the Kins Family were even worse. She didn’t want to waste

her ton them. If they were able to turn on each other, it could be considered “poetic justice.”

Inside the pavilion, a cool breeze blew.

Linda’s exposed skin felt icy cold, but she was oblivious. Her eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty gleam...

So, the type like Fanny, huh?

Angela was delayed by Linda for quite stime, and when she rushed back to the

classroom, the bell had just rung.

The afternoon classes were light, and after they ended, she quickly packed her books and left.

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The familiar Land Rover was parked beside her, and she thought it was Oliver coming to pick her up. But when

she opened the door, she saw Jonathan's handsface inside,

His dark eyes were as deep as an ancient well, and he was wearing the dark red handmade custom suit she

picked for him.

He sat in the car, holding documents in his hand and wearing gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes. Such an

ensemble gave him a colder and more ascetic aura.

Recalling last night's scene, Angela stiffened slightly, and a blush crept onto her face. Jonathan was anything but

abstinent.

Jonathan raised his black eyebrows lightly and asked in a low, husky voice, “Aren’t you getting

in?”

“Yes, of course...” Angela replied. She got into the car and deliberately leaned against the window. “I'm just a bit

surprised that you cto pickup.”

Around this time, Jonathan usually hasn't finished work, right?

“Just finished a business meeting, and happened to pass by here.”

Jonathan's casual reply made Angela pursed her lips.

Oh, it isn’t an apology.

He just happened to pick her up along the way.

Angela murmured an “oh” and suddenly ran out of things to say. She looked out the window, trying not to think

about the incident in the bathroom last night. It kept reminding her that she had been dazzled by male beauty.

Upon arriving at the villa, Oliver unfolded the wheelchair from the trunk and helped Jonathan into it.

Angela then naturally took over the wheelchair and pushed him inside.

Halfway there, a flicker of annoyance crossed her eyes. Wasn't she supposed to still be angry? Why was she

serving Jonathan so eagerly?

Oliver stood still, pulling out a notebook to quickly jot down what he deemed an important lesson in romance.

Giving your girlfriend the chance to take care of you!

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May had already prepared dinner. Seeing them return together, she lit up with a smile.

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Angela glanced at May, sensing something in her smile. Before Angela could ponder further, she noticed a bow!

of soup on the table.

Wasn't that May’s famous fertility soup?

Angela’s mouth twitched.

Jonathan noticed her reaction and a faint smile crossed his deep eyes. “May, please take the soup away.”

Angela’s eyes brightened, and she looked even more obedient.

“No, Mr. Lawson.” May shook her head repeatedly, saying seriously, “You need to drink it for a week to see the

effects. Many young wives in our hometown drink this and end up having twins!”

They couldn’t even have one child, and now they were expected to have twins?

May's expectations were perhaps too high.

Angela pursed her lips, realizing that May would be disappointed. Not to mention twins, by next year, she

wouldn't even be Mrs. Lawson anymore. This soup should be saved for someone who truly needs it.

Moreover, she believed Jonathan's capabilities... didn’t require this soup.

Just as Angela was thinking this, a deep voice sounded, “Why bother? Let nature take its course. We don’t need

ie.”

May looked at Jonathan, then at Angela, and suddenly understood. She clapped her hand and chuckled. “Haha, |

see. You young couple don’t need these aids. I'll take it away then.”

Angela almost choked on her own saliva. Jonathan, do you even realize what you just said?

After May took the soup away, Angela blushed and sneakily glanced at Jonathan, who was calmly eating his

meal.

She shot a look at May walking away. Then, she lowered her voice and said, “Jonathan, if you say things like that,

May will get the wrong idea!”