Destined to Love You

Chapter 99 His Heart Broken into Pieces

Jonathan frowned. He didn’t believe her words at all.

He pushed her away and headed straight upstairs.

Angela roared behind him.

"It's her! She's the one who did this to my face! Why do you still want to save her? Jonathan! How

could you!"

Jonathan quickened his pace up the stairs. He felt panic and fear like never before.

If something were to happen to her...

He didn't even dare to think about it further. For the first time in his life, he was so scared.

"Nothing will happen. Nothing will happen ... nothing can happen!"

He was praying and comforting himself.

Jonathan quickly took the steel rod pinned to the door and kicked it open!

Zach was hitting the bathroom door with a chair!

Bang! Bang!

The deafening sound continued to ring out and was amplified in the bathroom, as if even the air was

vibrating with it.

The plastic door was of poor quality and soon it started shaking.

Even the latch started to shake. The door could break open at any moment!

Her eyes widened, and she felt cold like she was in an ice cave!

If Zach broke in, was she going to point this knife at Zach or herself?

As soon as Jonathan burst through the door, he saw the scene in front of him and felt extremely angry!

He quickly rushed up and grabbed Zach by his shoulders!

Zach hadn't even noticed he was approaching. It wasn't until there was a sharp pain in his shoulder

that he howled in pain.

Jonathan’s wrist strength was amazing, and he almost just crushed his shoulder!

He even wanted, bit by bit, to crush every bone in the man in front of him, from head to toe!

Jonathan's eyes were red.

But thinking that Angelia was still in the bathroom now, he could only use the last of his senses to kick

Zach out of the room.

"Get out!"

Zach rolled into the corner. His head hit the wall with a thud.

Jonathan exerted his maximum strength. The ribs in his chest were cracked, he was coughing blood,

and he couldn't get up for a while.

Jonathan, however, didn't even look at him. He turned his head, and his heart ached.

He knew Angelia was inside.

Jonathan slowly lifted his hand and put it against the door.

"It's me. It’s okay. You're safe now."

But there was still no sound inside.

Jonathan knocked on the door.

"Open the door! Don't scare me!"

There was no sound inside, and no one opened the door.

An unprecedented panic rose in Jonathan's heart and spread rapidly.

He turned around and threw himself against the door.

The already broken door instantly cracked into two halves.

As soon as the door opened, Jonathan saw the person inside, and his heart came to a halt.

Then he felt a heartbreaking pain.

His baby.

The person he placed at the tip of his heart and loved.

Jonathan could barely breathe.

He gently walked over and knelt down in front of her.

It took all his strength to speak.

"I'm sorry. I'm late."

His voice was soft as if he was worried he would scare her.

Winnie sat in the corner and curled up in a ball.

Her clothes were torn in several places. Her face was deadly white, and she stared at the door.

She held the fruit knife in her hand and didn't move at all.

Jonathan's heart broken in pieces, and he carefully reached out his hand.

"I'm sorry..."

As soon as she heard the sound, Angelia subconsciously waved the fruit knife in her hands!

She thought it was Zach who had come in!

"Get out!"

Jonathan was afraid that she would accidentally hurt herself, so he reached out and directly held the

blade of the fruit knife.

The sharp edge of the knife cut into his palm, and blood flowed out.

But it was as if he didn't feel anything.

He opened his arms and took Angelia carefully in his arms.

"It's me."

"I'm here."

Angelia blinked, and then she focused on the face of the man in front of her.

"Jonathan."

She called out, and then she suddenly found that his hand was covered in blood. She was so

frightened that she threw the fruit knife away.

"I'm hurting you!"

Jonathan didn’t care about the wound at all. He just lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then

her tears.

"Let me take you out, okay?"

Angelia nodded, and then she suddenly remembered.

"Where's Zach?"

Jonathan's face was grim, and his eyes were glittering with ferocity.

"He won’t die for the time being."

But he wouldn’t live long.

He took off his clothes and put it over Angelia. Then he picked her up and sidled out of the room,

blocking Zach, who was still lying in the corner, from seeing her.

Outside the door, Truman and a few bodyguards stood at the door.

Jonathan's eyes flickered with cold light.

"Bring him back."

Truman asked in a low voice, "Do we need to call the police?"

"No, I won’t let him off so lightly."

After saying that, Jonathan then carried Angelia towards the outside.

Angela, who had been waiting outside, gritted her teeth in anger once she saw Angelia being carried

out.

"It's her!"

She rushed up.

"She's the one who did this to me! She's the one who caused my face to look like this!"

The bodyguards quickly stopped her and prevented her from approaching.

Jonathan acted as if he hadn't even seen her.

He didn’t even take a look at her.

He held Angelia carefully. Even when he got into the car, he didn't put her down.

Angelia heard Angela's voice and looked outside.

Angela was still wrapped in a towel. The wound on her face was untreated and blood was still flowing

down her face.

The long wounds turned outward. It was hideous like a worm lying on her face.

Through the glass, Angelia could feel the ferocity in her eyes.

Jonathan raised his hand over her eyes.

"Leave her alone."

Angelia closed her eyes following his movement.

She had already shown extremely forbearance to Angela.

From the moment she kicked her back, they had been completely unrelated.

Angela watched as the car slowly left, and she kept yelling.

"Why did you let her go? I'm the one who's hurt! Jonathan! You get back!"

She still wanted to chase after him but was stopped by Truman.

Truman was expressionless and indifferent.

"Miss Felix, it's more important to treat the wound on your face first."

Angela turned her head to glare at him and burst into a storm of abuse.

"What's the use?"

Pointing in the direction Angelia left, she snarled, "That bitch caused my face to get injured like this,

can the hospital heal it? How is she going to compensate me?"

Truman frowned and felt that Angela, who was in front of him, was really an annoying troublemaker.

"If you're not going, then don't stop here, we're leaving."

After saying that, he bypassed her and directly got into the car, as if he was really going to leave her

here.

Seeing this, Angela looked anxious.

"Don't you dare!"

Afterwards, she rushed straight up, pulled Truman out of the car, and got herself in.

The driver looked at her in the rear view mirror and hesitated to start the car.

Angela scolded, "What are you looking at? I'll gouge your eyes out! Go to the hospital. Get me the best Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

doctor! I want the best!"

The driver simply ignored her words. He just looked towards Truman and asked for his opinion.

Truman nodded slightly. And only then did the driver finally start the car and drove off.