Desperate Lovers

Chapter 63 Let him go?

"What statement, you misheard!

Eh, I've had too many drinks, my head hurts. I'll sleep a bit more, don't call me!"

Greyson smiled awkwardly and hurriedly said a few words before hanging up the phone, leaving

Angela no more chances to ask questions.

When Angela dialed again, there was no answer.

She pursed her lips and got out of the bed. She put on her shoes and headed out the door without

even changing her hospital gown.

Brother did things impulsively without thinking about the consequences, and he did not even know what

he had just done!

"You're going out?"

Julia stood up and blocked in front of her, "Your sister-in-law told you to get some rest."

Angela frowned, "Get out of the way."

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else caused a cellular necrosis? Your leg would be completely crippled."

Julia did not know anything about medicine, and she did not even know what she just babbled about.

She just wanted to stop Angela from leaving the hospital.

Angela frowned a little harder, "I know my own legs, get out of the way."

After a pause, she added,

"If you don't want to offend my sister-in-law, you can just tell her that I rushed out. She's not

unreasonable."

Julia glanced at her face and hesitated, but still gave in, "That's what you said yourself."

Angela confirmed carelessly, and ran around her to the outside.

"Angela, wait for me, I'll go with you!"

Julia thought for a moment and quickly followed up.

Without stopping, Angela ran all the way to the elevator, pressed the buttons of all four elevators and

waiting between two of them that were coming at the same speed with her head down and frowned

eyebrows.

DING!

The elevator door opened.

When she lifted her head and was about to enter, she froze at the sight of the persons in the elevator.

In the elevator, James stood behind the wheelchair in a silver-grey suit, noble and handsome, and he

was looking intently at the wound on the back of Jessica's hand.

Julia was standing right besides Angela and froze at the sight too.

"Why are you still running out?"

Jessica looked at her leg and said anxiously.

“Your leg got burned, so it's better for you to rest on bed."

James lifted his eyes, glancing at Angela's leg for a moment, and then quickly moved the eyes away.

"Did my brother make that wound on the back of your hand?"

Angela licked her dry lips and asked as she saw the wound on the back of Jessica's hand.

Her brother was still at the police station after such a long time, which meant that he must had gotten

into a big trouble. She could not really think of any other reason and anyone who had provoked James

and Jessica.

Jessica nodded slightly and said with a bitterness on her pretty face, 'Greyson called it ‘an eye for an

eye’.

He also said that I must have splashed you on purpose. He wouldn’t believe me no matter how I

explained it.”

Julia's gaze wandered around, not knowing where to look at.

“Do you...... can you leave him alone?"

Angela’s throat rolled as she held back the part 'didn't you really do it on purpose?'.

James looked at the patch of medical bandage on Angela's leg, a dark aura flashing under his eyes,

and he felt vaguely annoyed.

"I've suggested several times to handle it in private, but Greyson called me...... a fake ass bitch and

refused to accept my good intentions, so I really had no choice."

Jessica sighed helplessly.

After hearing this, Julia, who had been silent, said with a frown,

"That's Mr. Greyson’s fault then. Miss Jessica said she won't mind, but he still......"

She weighed her words, “scold her."

Angela pressed her lips and clenched her fists tightly.

"Miss Jessica. your hand is burnt so badly. You should hurry up and let the doctor take care of it.

It wouldn't be good to leave scars because of this."

Julia said as she stared at the blisters on the back of Jessica’s hand.

Jessica bit her lip and looked bitter, "I don't really mind if I have scars or not. I am just sad because

Greyson misunderstood me."

The corners of James's lips lifted in a sneer, but he did not say anything.

"I'll explain to my brother about how you burned me, will you forgive my brother?"

Angela lowered her head and groveled.

"Don't say something so insulting, I never blamed Greyson. I just felt uncomfortable in my heart.

After all these years of knowing him, I just realized I had such a bad image in his heart."

Jessica sighed.

Suppressing the nausea in her stomach, Angela said lightly,

"My brother talks rudely. Please forgive him, Miss Jessica. In fact, he often tells me to learn from you."

Her brother always told her to be gentler just like Jessica, saying that was how she could attract men,

but that was two years ago.

"But I'm also quite happy that Greyson stood up for you and that you two are still as close as ever."

Jessica slightly smiled, seemingly happy for her, "I knew it, Uncle Chante has a soft heart, even though

he did cruel and cold things. He can't really let you break with the family. I don't have to feel so guilty

after all."

“!”

Angela's pupils shrunk and subconsciously looked at James. Her body trembled slightly.

Two years ago, the Chante family had to cut ties with her to save the company.

When Jessica said that, she did not know if it would make James think more.

James pulled his lips and said with a slight mockery hidden under his eyes, "I almost forget to buy

walnuts for you. Fortunately, you reminded me today."

"I've asked my family to buy it. I appreciate your care."

Jessica curved her lips and said warmly.

James let out a light laugh, showing no clear sign of his mood at the moment, "That's right, according

to your brain usage like this, you must have eaten a lot of walnuts to supplement your brain in the

past."

Jessica's body stiffened for a moment, then she smiled, making no other sounds.

Standing aside, Julia tried to hide her own presence.

She felt weird, and it seemed that Mr. James and Miss Jessica were not as close as they were said to

be.

"Mr. Chante already broke with me."

Angela tilted her head slightly and looked into James's eyes. Almost groveling, she said in a voice

mixed with a pleading tone, "You also saw it with your own eyes that day at Auntie's birthday party."

She swallowed and said

"Mr. and Mrs. Chante are too ashamed of me and haven't seen me after I got out of prison. Otherwise, I

wouldn't have had to wait until my aunt's birthday party to see Mrs. Chante."

"Smartass."

James gave her a sidelong glance and said softly, "Did I ask you this?"

Angela stood in a daze. Did he mean that he had no intention of making things difficult for her in this

matter?

Without waiting for her to ask anything more, James had already pushed Jessica away.

After they left, Julia came up to Angela and said,

"Look, Miss Jessica said she doesn't blame Greyson, and Mr. James didn't say anything either. Mr.

Greyson must be fine, you'd better go back to the room and rest. Don't toss around blindly."

As saying that, she went up to take Angela's arm.

Angela took a step back suddenly, avoiding her touch, and said, "It's late, you should go back."

"I'll see you tomorrow, then."

Being avoided by her, Julia smiled awkwardly.

Angela entered the elevator without turning her head and pressed the close button. At the moment the

elevator door was about to close, her faint voice came out from inside, “No, thanks."

Julia watched as the elevator doors closed. A gloom appeared under her eyes.

But thinking of something, she soon made a fist-clenching gesture to power herself up and went into

the other elevator.