Chapter 95 Public Disys of Affection
Angelia looked at the ruins in shock.
Countless white objects scattered around the ruins, faintly glowing, like stars.
Making the deserted ruins bleak, incredibly beautiful.
She turned her head in surprise and looked at Jonathan behind her, unable to believe what he said just
now.
Jonathan faintly smiled in the light.
"If you like fireworks, I will show you the most beautiful fireworks in the world; if you like antiques, I will
build a museum for you."
There was a mess in Angelia''s heart.
She was too surprised about the scene in front of her to say something.
"Why…"
Jonathan put his arms around her waist.
His low voice sounded by Angelia''s ears.
"I''m not a good person. I did tricks to make achievements."
"I often seek revenge for the smallest grievance. I thought my heart was full of hatred so that there was
no ce for anything else..."
He paused leaned his head against Angelia''s ears.
Angelia was tightened, as if being held tightly by a hand.
"Jonathan. That’s enough..."
Jonathan refused to stop, he leaned against her ears and murmured.
"I want to give you everything that is good."
Angelia turned her head hastily.
She gazed at Jonathan with her bright eyes, the light on her side face.
It made him feel that the eyes and heart of the woman before him were filled with him.
He was moved. He tightened his hand on her waist, and slowly moved his face closer to her.
Closer and closer.
They were almost going to kiss but Jonathan stopped.
"udia, can I kiss you?"
When did Jonathan be so gentle? He asked for permission before taking actions.
He gazed at her intently, never moved.
As if Angelia said no, he would give up.
She had never see such Jonathan?
Angelia’s heart was tightened.
But she was not udia.
She wanted to tell Jonathan.
She was not his wife, not Mrs. Miller.
She was just Angelia.
In order to keep the orphanage, she colluded with Randall and his family to deceive him.
She wanted to tell him the truth, but she didn''t know how to begin.
Angelia grabbed the corner of his clothes, just like grabbing the happiness she stolen identally.
"Jonathan, don''t call my name..."
She turned her head slightly, stood on her toes and kissed him.
Didn''t call my name at this time.
Didn’t remind me...
Jonathan embraced her with arms.
Angelia held his lips gently and closed her eyes slightly with her ck curled eyshes wet with tears.
In the city center, the price of every inch ofnd was very expensive.
When M. I Group announced that it was going to build a museum on thend of 4,000 square meters
obtained through bidding with outrageous price, everyone was shocked.
They thought Jonathan must be crazy, otherwise, how could he rebuild a museum instead of a
shopping mall and entertainment center?
Even if putting one hundred dor bills on it one by one couln’t measure the value of the preciousnd.
Now, it became a museum without any profitable projects at all!
Even employees of M. I Group were shocked when they heard the news.
"Thisnd... it, it... is going to build a museum there?"
"Mr. Miller, don’t you ..."
With eyes widened, they did not dare to speak it out.
Was Jonathan crazy?
That was an investment of hundreds of millions dors, and a profit of billions dors!
Was it poured down the drain merely because of his decision?
Jonathan took out the documents and design documents approved by the partner.
"Documents for term change was done and the partner all agree."
Several managers looked surly.
Could they disagree?
The partner was official. They spent a lot of money to build a museum for them. They were almost
They really couldn''t figure out why Jonathan suddenly came up with such an idea.
Ignoring their dissatisfaction, Jonathan said directly, "This is my personal property. The cost for bidding
and all the construction funds in the future will be paid by myself."
Hearing this, managers were dumbfounded again.
Obviously, Jonathan has made up his mind to build this museum.
Truman quickly regained his nerve.
"Mr. Miller, do you name the museum?"
"Only-you."
Managers stared suddenly.
Jonathan repeated "Only-You Museum."
Finishing that, he turned and left.
Managers took a long time to calm down.
"Only-You... Doesn''t it mean what I guess?"
"The only wife, when did President Miller..."
"What a public disy of affection!"
Managers had wives and children at home, but none of them was favored like this.
How could he not only building a museum, but also name it only-you?
Even they felt numb.
They looked at each other before surrounding Truman.
"Mr. Bell, is Mr. Miller... serious?"
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Truman smiled without saying a word, and looked at the building permit on the table.
"Isn''t it nice to build a museum?"
It brought a heated discussion outside, but didn''t affect Angelia.
After returning from theke, the QU Stone Paperweight returned to her again.
Jonathan said that night.
This paperweight would be the first collection in the museum and would be put in by Angelia after its
He said he would collect all the antique treasures in the world and keep them on the museum.
That were treasures that belonged only to Angelia.
"But, does that belong to Angelia, or udia?"
She rubbed the paperweight on the table with fingers.
The gift was too big. She knew she should refuse, but she kept it selfishly.
She never knew that she was such a selfish person.
Just thinking about it, there was noise in the castle.
Angelia put the paperweight away and turned to go downstairs.
She met Steward before going downstairs,
"What happened below?"
Steward looked at her, frowned and said, "Miss Felix is here."
"What wrong with her?"
"For Mr. Miller. I have sent someone to thepany to inform him, but I am not sure when will hee
back."
Steward worriedly said to Angelia, "Miss, if you don''t want to see her, you can rest upstairs."
Angelia shook her head.
She was still confused.
Since the person Jonathan waited for twelve years was not Ang. Why did she know?
She has been confused about this question.
"I''ll go down to see."
Watching her walking downstairs, Steward worried that she would be bullied so he said to some
bodyguards,
"Come on! You guys, call Mr. Miller back!"
Angelia went downstairs, and then saw Ang was in the living room.
Bodyguards seemed to persuade her to leave, but Ang refused to leave.
"I won''t leave without seeing Jonathan."
Angelia just walked down. Ang heard footsteps and looked at her.
She sneered at once.
"Ah, Mrs. Miller?"