Desperate Lovers

Chapter 178 Not Love at All

The ward was spacious, but at that moment, Angela felt as if she was placed in a cramped box,

suffocating and depressing.

She looked at James coldly. "How can you be sure she still loves him?"

Her love for James had been worn out little by little in the past two years!

Julia looked at Angela, her eyes filled with surprise.

She remembered that Angela had addressed James with respect when she spoke to Mr. Harvey

before, and always kept her head down because she didn't dare to look at him...

Why did Angela's attitude towards Mr. Harvey change so much after a few days?

Wasn’t she afraid of retaliation from Mr. Harvey?

“Anyhow, she provoked him first, and now she's the only one in his heart, so it's too late for her to

leave."

A flash of obscurity flashed at the bottom of James's eyes, but his expression quickly returned to

normal, as if it was just an illusion.

Angela clenched her fists and squeezed two words out of her throat, ''Despicable! Shameless!"

Whether he loved her or not, he never considered her feeling, but his own preference!

No, it was not love at all. It was just possessiveness!

Julia was completely unaware of what happened between them and what was going on now.

Carrying a thermos box in her hand, she glanced at Angela and then at James before lowered her

head to minimize her presence.

It was a mistake for her to see Angela today!

James's forehead was covered with sweat and his handsome face was pale to the extreme, looking

weak, except that his eyes were still as calm as before.

"So that's how you think of me," he paused for a moment before he asked,

"What if I told you that thing was different from what you saw?"

Angela's gaze was like a knife, cutting straight at him. She answered angrily,

"I trust my eyes more than what you say."

Angela was just too bold today!

Julia gulped and cautiously glanced at James. The cold sweat on her back was about to wet her

clothes.

But to her surprise, he only gave Angela a dark and obscure look, but said nothing, and was not angry

at Angela's words.

She was really confused about the relationship between Mr. Harvey and Angela!

None of them spoke again, and the ward fell into a dead silence.

Julia cast a glance at Angela and saw her clenching fists and lowering eyes.

She swallowed, and cast a glance at James secretly with her afterimage, only to find that he was

looking at Angela, and his eyes ... seemed to be somewhat doting.

Toot-- Toot--

At that moment, the phone vibrated abruptly.

Julia was too preoccupied with his thinking about Angela and James, so she was startled.

Seeing that the two in the ward were silent but the phone kept vibrating, she coughed deliberately and

turned her head to Angela. "Angela, the phone is ringing."

It was James's phone, but she didn't dare to talk to him, so she could only talk to Angela.

Then Angela raised her head, but her eyes were bloodshot, which startled Julia.

She glanced at the phone that kept ringing and said coldly, "It's not mine."

Of course Julia knew it wasn't hers.

Julia smiled awkwardly and inclined her head to James, but she really didn't have the courage to

speak.

Forget it. It was none of her business!

"Bring the phone to Angela." James said after glanced at the caller ID.

Julia answered and walked over to get the phone cautiously. Then she handed it to Angela.

"I can't answer Mr. Harvey's phone."

Angela didn't even look at the phone and refused with a cold snort.

Julia stood with her back to James, tugged on Angela's sleeve where he couldn't see, and said in an

extraordinarily small voice,

"Angela, now that Mr. Harvey tells you to answer it, just answers it. Answering a phone won’t do any

harm... "

She couldn’t finish her words because of Angela's icy gaze.

Angela seemed to be in an unusually bad mood today!

"It's from Jessica." Taking in Angela's expression in his eyes, James suddenly said.

Julia couldn't figure out what he meant. But when Angela heard it, she frowned, took the phone and put

her on speakerphone.

Jessica's soft and tender voice rang out in the ward, "James, I need to talk to you alone. I wonder if you

are available now?"

Angela didn't make a sound as she looked at James with no expression.

"Don't refuse me now. It's about Angela’s leg," Jessica said.

Angela replied with sarcasm, "I really don't understand what do you have to discuss with James about

my leg?"

Hearing the words, Goosebumps appeared on Julia's body. She felt too frightened to hear “James”

from Angela’s tongue.

She was really curious about what was going on between Angela and James.

"... So, that is Angela," Jessica paused for a moment before saying with a laugh, "Don't misunderstand

me. I just want to talk with James about the condition of your leg, and if Dr. Roland's treatment is

effective, I want to ask him to take a look at my legs as well."

Angela smiled peevishly. "Don't worry. With the way James treats you, I can't hardly misunderstand

you."

She looked so creepy that Julia winced in knots.

It took a long time for her voice to come out from the other end, and it was very soft, "Angela, James

and I are going to be engaged soon. Don’t you think it is inappropriate to ... to talk to me like this?"

"How long do you mean by “soon”? You were not able to get engaged for two years when I was away.

And now, since we have cleared up the misunderstanding and confessed our feelings for each other,

do you think you can still get engaged?"

Angela sneered as she looked at James. Then she hung up the phone and tossed it back to James.

She bent down, and got close to his face as she was treated by him before.

"To get engaged to another woman and you told me you love me?!"

Disgusting!

What was the difference between him and Danis who still pestered her after being engaged?

Men’s so-called sincerity was really the most untrustworthy thing in this world!

"Are you jealous?" James looked straight at her, and the corners of his mouth had invisible curves.

Angela snorted, with hatred and disgust in her eyes. "You are too narcissistic!"

The tit-for-tat between the two made Julia scared. Her experience of living for twenty-two years told her Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

that the less she got involved in love-hate entanglements between Angela and Mr. Harvey, the better

she would feel.

"Well ... I ... I have to go to the toilet."

She said the words anxiously and put the thermos cautiously on the table.

The two remained in their positions, as if neither of them had heard her.

Julia gulped and ran out as fast as she could, then closed the door softly.