Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self

Chapter 463 I Can’t Bear To Leave Her
Florence’s expression shifted. “Jonathan must be around.” She observed, eyeing them. James, noticing Angela’s cold reception,
composed himself. “I’ve come to talk,” he said.
Angela, firm, turned to Florence. “Since you’re not here for me and doubted me, wait downstairs. You might see Jonathan
tomorrow.”
Florence hesitated, displeased. Angela insisted she leave. “Miss Shelton, I need to talk to him. Can you step outside?”
Florence, feeling slighted, sat down defiantly. Angela suggested, “If you prefer, stay. Mr. Kins, shall we move?”
James, surprised by Angela’s bluntness, stayed quiet, not wanting to escalate. He hadn’t expected Angela to be so abrupt with
Florence.
Unaware of Angela’s growing annoyance at his silence, James watched as she left the room, followed by Oliver and the
bodyguard. Once they were gone, Oliver discreetly informed Jonathan.
After Angela’s departure, James turned to Florence with a polite tone. “Miss Shelton, I must excuse myself. I have urgent matters
to attend to.” Although he hadn’t invited her, Florence saw his presence as a gesture of goodwill and seized the opportunity to
engage with him.
He had hoped to discuss Florence’s interaction with Fanny after speaking with Angela, but Florence’s disapproving glare shut
down any further conversation.
James was puzzled by Florence’s reaction, and his initial inquiries faded away instantly. Meanwhile, Spencer informed Jonathan
that Florence had gone upstairs, causing him frustration. Despite this, Jonathan remained calm, trusting Angela to handle the
situation.
Even though he felt tempted to intervene, the presence of Angela and her associates reassured him. Seeing Jonathan’s
composed demeanor, Spencer handed him a stack of documents, urging him to begin his tasks.
Jonathan leaned forward, concern etched on his features. “Any luck finding a suitable candidate?” he asked, suggesting they
appoint a deputy to ease his workload. Spencer shook his head, expressing their ongoing struggle to find the right fit despite
numerous interviews.

Though they preferred internal promotions, the lack of suitable candidates required external recruitment. “Got it,” Jonathan
acknowledged.
Noticing Jonathan’s distant expression, Spencer probed, “Are you really planning to leave?” Given the swift developments in
Northland, Jonathan’s presence could expedite progress.
Jonathan nodded slightly, “Yes”
Is it because of your health?” Spencer asked, recalling Angela’s recent medical tests in Northland, Despite her brief absence,
Jonathan’s health remained a concern, especially after Spencer noticed scars on his body.
While Yarrison had mentioned Jonathan’s illness before. Spencer hadn’t paid much attention, assuming Angela’s treatment had
resolved the issue. However, he was surprised by Jonathan’s deteriorating appearance and signs of self–harm after only a brief
separation from Angela. Jonathan’s unexpected behavior unsettled Spencer, despite their busy schedules.
If he had been away from Angela longer, his condition might have worsened. Jonathan was momentarily stunned before
grasping Spencer’s meaning.
After a brief pause, he admitted, “Partly due to my illness, but mostly because I can’t bear to be apart from her.” Despite the low
risk of falling ill now, he dreaded Angela’s distress upon learning his condition might resurface if they separated.
He didn’t want Angela to worry, fearing the devastation she’d endure, knowing his illness could return after leaving her. Spencer
agreed, advising. “Then stay with her.” Jonathan, puzzled by Spencer’s insight, found solace in his silence regarding his illness.
In the meeting room, Angela gestured for James to sit opposite her while Oliver and the bodyguard stood by, nearly invisible.
James, acknowledging their presence, began, “Angela, maybe we should let them...”
Interrupting him, Angela’s tone turned icy. “What’s on your mind? Don’t waste my time.” Her demeanor allowed no room for
pleasantries. James winced at her directness, momentarily clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.
“I came to ask if you’re aware of the pressure on the police station. They’re refusing to release Joseph on bail,” James explained,
recalling his earlier accusation. Angela had abruptly ended the call, leaving him to handle the matter alone. Surprised he hadn’t
uncovered the truth yet, she asked, “And who’s behind this?”
Skeptical, James pressed, “You honestly don’t know?”

“If that’s all, then leave,” Angela bluntly stated, rising to usher him out, unwilling to continue the discussion. James quickly stood
up to placate her. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have doubted you, but I don’t know who’s preventing Joseph from being bailed out.
Can you help me find out?”
“Why should I help you?” Angela felt James was audacious to make such a request. Furious, James slammed the table. “Angela,
I’m your brother, and Joseph is your brother too!”