Destined to Love You

Chapter 62 Can She Wait for Me?

She was thinking about Jonathan while he suddenly came in from outside.

At this time, he usually arrived at the company. But today he's still at home.

She looked away and thought that Jonathan came back for something.

To her surprise, Jonathan went straight to her.

"I'll send you to school today."

He spoke straightforwardly.

Angelia shook her head.

"No, thanks. My driver will send me."

She was reluctant to have a misconception about him. But Jonathan firmly disagreed with her refusal.

"Follow me."

The two came out of the door and got into the car. Suddenly Steward ran to them quickly.

He hurried to the car window morosely.

"There's a call from Miss Felix, sir."

Jonathan stopped.

"What's wrong with her?"

Steward said in a deep voice, "Miss Felix had a car accident and was sent to the hospital now!"

Jonathan stopped driving.

"Is it serious "

“I don't know. They should arrive at the hospital now.”

Jonathan was still hesitating, while Angelia opened her mouth.

"You need to go to hospital."

She untied her seat belt and got out of the car.

"I can do it on my own."

Jonathan was about to stop her. But Angelia quickly got into the other car that was ready.

Without speaking, she left quickly.

Jonathan carried a gloomy face and restarted the car.

"Tell me the address of the hospital."

When the driver drove out of the gate, Angelia couldn't help looking back. She saw Jonathan leaving in

the direction of the hospital.

The driver saw her movement in the rearview mirror and whispered, "Miss Hunk, you should have

asked your husband to take you to school just now."

"There's no need. Angela was injured, wasn't she?"

The driver sighed.

A few days ago, he was ordered by Jonathan to pick up Angela. Unexpectedly, she framed him for

stealing.

Obviously, it was she who didn't put things in order and lost them. But she accused him of stealing and

going to fire him.

without Jonathan's help, he would lose the job.

She really couldn't understand why Jonathan didn't like Angelia, but look for such a shrew.

"You are so tolerant of Angela."

Even he felt that Angelia didn't have to endure such a marriage.

"It was her who drove the driver away and drove without license. What's more, I heard she was not

seriously injured, just bruised. But she made a big fuss that insisted on being hospitalized and asked

Mr. Miller to accompany her. Even me…"

He became more and more excited and looked angry.

"Shut up."

Angelia interrupted her.

"It's none of my business. It was she who expected to stay in the hospital."

The driver looked at her from the rearview mirror and shook her head helplessly.

No sooner had she entered the classroom then her phone rang.

Angelia took it out and saw a few words on the screen.

"Wait for me, after school."

It was actually sent by Jonathan.

Angelia looked at the message for seconds. It was the first time Jonathan sent her message, but she

was not happy at all.

Why did he ask me to stay put?

He asked her to the hospital to visit Angela, didn't he?

She frowned and dropped her phone into her schoolbag.

In the afternoon, Angelia came out of the classroom and suddenly remembered the message which

sent by Jonathan.

She hesitated for a moment, then she saw an old man who had white hair standing outside.

He was dressed in a white suit in Tang Dynasty style. He stood upright, attracting many people's

attention.

Angelia saw and recognized him, then spoke in surprise.

"Martin, why do you stand here?"

Originally, Martin was serious, but as soon as he saw Angelia, he was immediately beamed. To prevent

her running away, he stepped forward and gripped her hand,

"I heard that you would finish class early today. Let's go, I can't wait to show you the treasures in my

house!"

Angelia pulled by him for a few steps, then she found a car parking nearby!

Martin actually drove the car to the front of the teaching building!

"It's not allowed to drive to the teaching building in our school!"

Martin patted his chest with pride.

"Don't worry, there is no place in the city that I can't go!"

"Hop in."

"But I have to go home," Angelia said awkward.

Martin showed a look of disgust.

"Why do you want to go home? Can you have a good appetite with Jonathan's cold face? I'll show you

my treasures that I found through my hard work."

Without Angelia's agreement, Martin directly pushed her into the car. Then the car drove to the house

of The Martins.

Martin's car left the school soon, a Spyder C8 slowly appeared in the college.

Jonathan got out of the car and walked to Angelia's classroom.

He looked at the champagne rose in his hand with an uneasy expression.

God knew the reason that he went to the florist's, and bought this bunch of flowers under the

recommendation of the shop assistant.

Was it because of what happened in the morning?

He went straight to the classroom, looking in it, but he couldn't see Angelia.

Someone came out of the classroom and Jonathan stopped her.

"Where is Claudia Hunk?"

She looked around.

"Claudia? She's gone just now."

Several people in the classroom recognized Jonathan, they approached him hurriedly.

"I saw her got on a Spyder with my eyes.

"Is that The Martin's car? The person who was in charge of their family just changed, didn't he?"

"I know! I saw him in the magazine. He's a handsome and smart man."

They were talking at once.

Jonathan looked more and more angry.

"The Martins?"

He recalled Martin's word that he would introduce Angelia to his son. And he's even looking forward to

breaking down their marriage!

Jonathan slightly narrowed his eyes with fierce sight.

Can she wait for me?

The champagne rose in his hand laughed at him.

Jonathan tightly closed lips. He threw the rose directly into the dustbin beside him and turned away.

On the other side, Angelia was taken back to Martin's home by him.

They went into the room. As soon as she entered the room, she saw a wide range of antiques and

cultural relics. She lost herself in them at once.

Unlike Martin's, most of the antiques in Jonathan's castle were luxurious. Almost every antique which

worth millions of dollars was bought at a high price from the auction.

Martin collected all kinds of antiques, most of which were bought in the antique market.

Some were worth only several hundred dollars, or even a few bucks, while others were worth millions

of dollars.

He was a genuine collector who displayed hundreds of antiques together regardless of their status.

Seeing her surprise, Martin stroked his beard with pride.

"Angelia, these antiques are great, aren't they?"

Angelia couldn't help but step forward.

"What a great spectacle!"

Martin suddenly thought of something and said, "by the way, I found a blue and white porcelain bowl

from the Ming Dynasty a few days ago. Help me appreciate it. "

He turned and carefully held a box out of the drawer. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

He opened the box and Angelia saw some pieces of porcelain bowls in it.

"Is it smashed?" said Angelia in surprise.

"Yes."

Martin nodded sadly.

"If it wasn't broken, the man wouldn't have sold it."

Angelia observed the crack of the porcelain bowl carefully.

"Martin, if you rest assured me, I'll try my best to fix it."