Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 113

Angela interrupted her directly, her gaze tired and vicissitudes, "Don't say it."

"Angela."

Julia was still trying to convince her, “Just think about it. You can't leave the Dream Club anyway, and they are your colleagues. If you offend them now, life will be harder for you in the future......"

Half way through her sentence, she covered her mouth and apologized.

"I'm sorry."

"You're right, there's nothing to apologize for."

Angela lifted her eyes to look at her and murmured in a low voice.

"But what can I do? I just don't want to forgive them."

Julia tried to say something, but hesitated before saying.

"Just think about it, and then I'll return the money to them."

Angela was just about to say yes, but before she could open her mouth, the dormitory door was suddenly kicked open with a bang, and Lorenzo and his wife, who weren't supposed to be here, stood in the doorway.

Both of their faces were tinged with red, except that Lorenzo's face was red from anger, while Elva's eyes were red from crying.

Seeing Angela’s parents, Julia's eyes brightened and she quickly stood up, greeting them politely, "Mr. Lorenzo, Mrs. Elva, the two of you......"

Before she could finish her words, Lorenzo crossed over her and swung a slap directly at Angela.

Julia's red lips were slightly open, stunned by the scene in front of her.

But the slap didn't land on Angela's face. Angela stood barefoot on the ground, clutching the hand of Lorenzo swung at her, and said indifferently.

"Is Mr. Lorenzo always beating people up on sight, and is your refined temper an illusion?"

She could hardly imagine that this man used to hold her in his heart and spoil her, and no matter what ridiculous things she did to woo James, he would laugh it off and never blame her.

Now thinking about the past, what he did might not really be a favor, but an early idea to use her to bind with the Harvey family by marriage.

Otherwise, if he really loved her as a daughter, why would he treat her like an outcast at the first sign of trouble?

"Let me go!" Lorenzo roared, trying to continue that slap.

However, Angela's strength was so great that it was difficult to even withdraw his hand, making it unusually awkward to move in and out.

Angela snickered, ''Let go and then let Mr. Lorenzo beat me again?

I'm sorry, but I'm not stupid."

"You--" Panting heavily in anger, Lorenzo pointed his empty hand at her and said.

"How could our Chante Family have such a shameless daughter like you?!"

Even after telling herself to stop getting her hopes high for her Dad, hearing his words at this point of time, Angela still felt a stabbing pain in her heart.

She licked her dry lips, "If I remember correctly, Mr. Lorenzo kicked me out of the Chante Family two years ago, so technically, I'm not one of your Chante Family member anymore."

Hearing this, Lorenzo's eyes were widely opened. He was so angry that he did not utter a word for a long time.

Julia watched this scene, not knowing what came to her mind. She bit her lips, and her eyes were obscure, as if she was desperately trying to hold back something.

Fearing that Lorenzo would have a heart attack, Angela seldom said these words to anger him, but at this moment, her father was too angry to speak, and this subtle feeling of revenge made Angela feel painful yet pleasurable.

Hearing the words, Lorenzo's face turned saucy purple, and he pointed at Angela, his eyes cracking, "You- ahem!"

"Lorenzo, quickly, take the medicine!"

Elva shivered as she took out the bottle and put the pills to his mouth, then habitually ordered Angela, "Angela, quickly pour your father a cup of warm water!"

Angela didn't move and sat down straight away, "Sorry Mrs. Elva, I don't have any water for Mr. Lorenzo here."

"Angela, why are you still so petty at this moment?" Elva twisted her head and looked at her with hatred, tears fluttering down from her red and swollen eyes.

Without waiting for Angela to reply, Lorenzo grabbed the pills in Elva's hand and put them in his mouth, "I won't drink her water even if she gives it to me, it's too dirty!"

"Mr. Lorenzo, Mrs. Elva, don't you think you've gone too far by not asking why Angela did that? You just came up, hit her, accused her, and scolded her!"

Julia stood in front of them and said with a terrible face.

Angela inclined her head and glanced at her, a slight surprise flashing in her eyes, as she did not expect her to come forward and say this for her.

"This is our family business, you don't understand."

Lorenzo's face turned red and annoyed by Julia's words, but he held himself congenial and spoke to her gently and did not lose his temper.

Elva, however, was displeased with Julia's words. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and suddenly realized, "No wonder Angela never talked back to me and his father before, but now she speaks so impulsively, did you encourage Angela to do this to us?"

She just couldn't accept that her daughter, who used to stick to her and pamper her, was now looking at her like she was an enemy.

Julia's face alternated between blue and white due to an uncontrollable rage, and there were a bunch of expletives that she wanted to say, but given the fact that they are Angela's parents, she held back from cursing. What I do is none of her business."

Angela frowned, "Both of you please leave, and you are not welcome here."