Serve No One This Life

Chapter 95 Returning to the Kins Residence to Retrieve the Household Registration.

Fanny was taken aback for a few seconds, not expecting her usually indifferent brother Zacharias to concern himself with such matters.

“Angela got into the car too quickly. I didn’t see, Fanny hesitated, then looked up at Christopher beside her. “If it was Jonathan–you’re here too–wouldn’t he have come down and said hello?”

But Fanny’s words, when heard by others, took on a different meaning immediately.

If the person in the car was indeed Jonathan, why would Angela hide him from sight? This indirectly confirmed Fanny’s worry that Angela had hooked up with some other man, someone unsavory.

Scarlet’s countenance turned grim in response. However, she didn’t flip out. Instead, her tone was incredibly distant. “Our family can’t afford such a daughter.”

“When we get home, immediately have the servants pack her things and throw them out!” George thundered, his voice and demeanor stern, his face growing grimmer by the second.

“Dad, Mom please don’t be hasty. It might just be a misunderstanding.” Fanny seemed startled by George’s outburst and hurriedly explained, looking on the verge of tears. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have brought this up…”

Christopher wrapped an arm around Fanny, comforting her, while stealing glances at George, who was now brimming with anger.

“My cousin rarely leaves the house. He probably doesn’t know I’m here today. I’ll ask him when I get back.” He tightened his grip on Fanny’s hand.

George had acted in a fit of rage earlier inside the hotel, showing no concern for Angela’s well–being. Although he didn’t love Angela, witnessing George’s violent punishment of her left him somewhat shocked.

Last time, after Angela woke up in the hospital, Christopher had overheard nurses gossiping that she had been severely beaten by her father as soon as she regained consciousness. He initially thought the severity had been exaggerated, especially since Angela was George’s biological daughter and that she had already sustained injuries previously. But now, het started having doubts.

Fanny nestled in Christopher’s embrace, squeezed his hand tightly, then lifted her head, her expression filled with worry as she spoke, “If it really was Jonathan, be careful what you say in

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front of your future sister–in–law. Don’t mention today’s incident, lest she misunderstand.”

Christopher’s heart sank at her words.

Samuel, on the other hand, sneered, “How can you still be making excuses for her at this point, Fanny? Whether it’s with Jonathan or any other man, she’s a despicable third wheel. What’s the difference?”

Fanny hesitated to speak further, which only fueled their anger further.

Seeing their reaction, she slightly lowered her head, a hint of a smile flickering across her lips, concealing the fleeting amusement in her eyes.

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On the other side, Angela was about to release Jonathan’s hand, which she used to assist herself into entering the vehicle, when she grabbed it again, asking, “Why is your hand so cold, Jonathan?”

Then she clasped his large palm with both hands, blowing warm air onto his hand and rubbing it back and forth.

“Is it because you’re not dressed warmly enough? It’s winter now. You can’t sacrifice your health over fashion or inconvenience. You have to stay warm. Besides, braving the cold doesn’t do your blood circulation good either.”

Angela would become a chatter–bug whenever something related to her profession arose. As she nagged, she would even glance at him sideways. “Your legs have been hurting again recently, haven’t they?”

Although it never snowed in Riverdon, the season would always bring forth a damp coldness, which was even more unbearable.

Jonathan’s hands subtly stiffened as he squinted. No woman had ever rubbed his hands like this just to warm them up.

He grew up surrounded by all sorts of people, and both his grandfathers educated him on weighing the pros and cons, strategizing, and mastering the art of control. Thus, the people. around him were either valuable or worthless.

“It’s… manageable.” Jonathan lowered his gaze.

After rubbing for a while, Angela suddenly realized Jonathan might think she was taking

advantage of him. So, she stopped and drew her hand. “Warmer now?”

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With the external warmth disappearing abruptly, Jonathan frowned and replied soberly, “Still a bit cold.”

Angela widened her eyes in surprise. After a moment, she reached for his hand again.

“Do you like the room May arranged for you? She’ll be in charge of the daily affairs of the house fro

now on. If you need anything, just let her know.”

Jonathan’s voice brought Angela back to reality in an instant. She exclaimed softly and instinctively answered his question, seriously thinking for a moment. “I think it’s great. I’m satisfied with everything, and I don’t think there’s anything lacking…”

Then, Angela suddenly remembered the betrothal cash. It was a huge sum, millions. Just thinking about it made her panic.

With thought inchoate, she looked out the window at the scenery, gradually realizing they weren’t en route to Lawson Residence.

“Where are we heading, Jonathan? Aren’t we going home?”

“We’re going to the Kins Residence, Jonathan replied briefly.

“The Kins Residence?” Angela blinked, feeling a little confused.

“To retrieve your household registration.”

At that, letters from the perpetual calendar flashed across Angela’s mind–a good day for engagements and weddings.

“Are you suggesting that we sign our marriage certificate once I retrieve my household registration?”

Never did she expect to get engaged and married on the same day.

Jonathan was truly a businessman. His every next step was fast and unexpected, leaving her defenseless.

And so, she remained in a daze throughout the journey until they were about to arrive at their destination when Angela realized that she had been holding Jonathan’s hand the entire time.

Before long, the car pulled over in front of Kins Residence.

Angela quickly released his hand as she opened the door.

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There was a striking red Mercedes–Benz parked outside the villa, presumably Christopher’s birthday gift to Fanny.

In her memory, Christopher only achieved true financial freedom after Jonathan’s death. This birthday gift must have cost him dearly.

Concerned that Jonathan would have trouble moving about freely, Angela quickly suggested after getting out of the car, “Wait here for me, Jonathan. Oliver alone will suffice. I’ll be back before you know it.”

Then, she trotted to the gates and pressed the doorbell.

Meanwhile, Oliver glanced inside the car, vaguely seeing the extraordinarily handsome silhouette that exuded a deep and serene air.

“Just do as she says. Keep her safe.”

Oliver nodded in acknowledgment and quickly chased after Angela.

The Kins Family housekeeper was the one to come out. She first took a gander at Angela’s face and then checked out her outfit before finally muttering, “Miss Kins, you’re back.”

Over the years Angela lived in this household, the housekeeper only ever addressed her as Miss Kins and never Miss Angela. However, the housekeeper would affectionately call Fanny “Miss Fanny, making her, the genuine young lady of the Kins Family, seem more like an outsider.

“Mm,” she replied indifferently.

Seeing that the housekeeper showed no intention of stepping aside, Oliver strode forward with an icy demeanor. He extended his strong and powerful arm and yanked the gate violently.

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