Chapter 485 I’ll Be There with You


    Spencer quickly confessed before he could even ask after learning this. “I told Ang about your


    previous self–harm incident.”


    Jonathan said, “Did she ask about it?” in response to this open admission.


    Jonathan had given Spencer specific instructions not to tell Ang certain things. And Spencer had


    said he would not bring it up until specifically asked.


    Besides, Jonathan thought he had hidden it well, figuring no one would ever find out. However, Ang


    did finally find out. Jonathan noticed the regret in Ang’s eyes as she looked at him tenderly.


    “Yes,” Spencer cautiously said, “Ang asked me. You were in the meeting when she made her secret


    approach to me.”


    Spencer made the decision to be honest because Jonathan had brought up the matter.


    Jonathan was listening intently to Spencer’s response while standing on the balcony, staring at the


    stairway of the vi.


    “Ang only inquired about that particr topic, so I responded to her. After that, I became distracted


    and forgot to tell you. That’s all,” said Spencer.


    After tending to Jonathan’s damaged legs, Ang yed the dual role of his doctor and wife. In light of


    this rtionship, Jonathan had nothing to conceal from Ang should she ask questions about him.


    Although Spencer had not purposefully kept the facts from Ang a


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    secret, he had not told Jonathan afterward.Spencer was starting to feel a little uneasy, realizing that he


    had neglected to notify Jonathan.


    Worried that people like Jonathan often found themselves in difficulty because they kept things to


    themselves, Spencer hurriedly said, “Maybe this has produced a divide between you two? You should


    know that Ang loves you so much.”


    Spencer was truly afraid that Jonathan would not try to talk things through with Ang.


    The conversation stopped there when Jonathan’s eyes spotted the individualing down the stairs


    before Spencer could say anything


    more.


    “You may go home now. Everything is Fine,” Jonathan told Spencer. “I’m going to the outskirts of


    Windmill City, so you’ll take care of thepany for the next two days.”


    “What?” Before Spencer couldplete his words, the call was hung


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    Jonathan walked inside the room and turned to face Ang, who wasing toward him. She seemed


    calm, but her feelings were clearly disturbed.


    “I’m ready, Jonathan. Let’s go upstairs.” Ang advised.


    Jonathan, however, shook his head and rejected politely. “Getting acupuncture is tiring. Get some rest


    today as you have an exam


    tomorrow.


    When she heard this, Ang wrinkled her forehead.


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    Jonathan said, “I’m heading to the outskirts of Windmill City tomorrow,” just as she was ready to press


    her case further.


    Ang’s eyes lit up quickly, full of renewed enthusiasm.


    “Why?” she asked.


    Why had Jonathan suddenly changed his ns?


    Despite her concerns, Ang was unable to confirm them. She felt apprehensive that things might get


    out of hand. She knew she could be more aggressive, but she was afraid of upsetting Jonathan and


    having to deal with the fallout, so she held back.


    Jonathan grabbed her hand more tightly and said, “I’m to me. I was wrong in keeping this from you.”


    He bowed his head, his countenance dejected, even solemn. Ang tightly closed her palm around


    Jonathan’s, not sure how to respond, even though it was exactly what she expected. She had a feeling


    Jonathan knew what was going on. Recognizing the significant impact of Jonathan’s prior traumas and


    tribtions, Ang battled with theirplexity and wanted to convince him that he was not at fault


    and had done nothing wrong. Her biggest worry was that Jonathan would be upset and suffer.


    Ang’s mouth quivered with nervousness, but she could not find the right words to say. The words


    were stuck, unable to move, despite the chaos inside her.


    Jonathan reassured her, “It’s okay.” His other hand lightly brushed her face as he noticed the worry in


    her countenance.


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    After taking a few deep breaths, Ang was able to somewhat control her emotions.


    “It’s okay, it’s okay…” Jonathan kept reassuring her.


    Ang grabbed Jonathan’s big hand securely, her emotions racing as she turned to nce at his


    attractive face. She met Jonathan’s look and saw the love in them. She felt bad, even though she knew


    Jonathan would not hold her responsible for anything. Whether it was self–me for the pain he had


    endured or mistrust about what she had concealed from Jonathan. She was afraid that Jonathan chose


    to take all those things to himself.


    Ang so much wanted him to know that she would support him no matter what. However, there was a


    tinge of trepidation in her, fearing he would not even require herpany.


    Atst, she found the bravery to say, “I–I’ll be there with you.”


    Her stiff nerves eased at that, and her once–steady gait wavered as if she were about to trip and


    copse.


    “I know,” Jonathan gave her a kind hug.


    “I went to ask Mr. Lorenzo because I was afraid something happened to you,” Ang replied softly as


    she leaned on Jonathan’s arm.


    Jonathanforted Ang, kissed her forehead, and cut her off from her self–me. “I’m fine,”


    Jonathan said. “It was my fault before. I was wrong in keeping it from you.”


    With a sad expression in her eyes, Ang gave him a firm hug. “It’s not your fault,” the woman


    affirmed.


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    Jonathan only answered, “Yeah, I know,” without adding anything more. Then he went to pick her up.


    “Tomorrow we have an early. wake–up. We may rest once I take you to wash up.”


    Ang gave a nod. “Okay.” Her eyes were really unpleasant, almost as if they were crying.


    Jonathan looked down at Ang as he carried her upstairs. Her


    expression was somewhat irritated. Her mouth constricted a little bit. Seeing the crystal tears in her


    eyes, Jonathan hurriedly picked up his pace and returned her to the chamber.


    “Don’t cry,” he said.


    Ang turned to face Jonathan and absently reached up to rub the corner of her eye, only to realize


    that there were tears in her eyes.


    She responded, “I’m fine,” but her voice sounded raspy. She mustered a quick grin, worried that


    Jonathan would notice.


    Meanwhile, James was being led out of the private room by someone.


    James appeared to have taken quite a blow, yet there was a little, enigmatic smirk on the corner of his


    mouth.


    Two security emerged from the private area and paid farewell to him. “Goodbye, Mr. Kins.”


    James nodded and bowed a little, though he was feeling weak. “Bye.”


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    James walked slowly in the direction of the exit, resting against the club’s corridor wall as the two guys


    made their way back to the private area. His pocket–sized cell phone began to ring halfway there.