Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 14

"James, I didn't mean to hurt Jessica at all, why don't you believe me?

For two years I lived worse than dying every single day. Two years later, you've ruined my hope.

Jessica's life matters, but what about my life?"

It was the first time she'd cried after her release from the prison, but she didn't bawl, tears just kept welling up and falling.

James frowned and looked at her.

Two years ago, Angela cried and explained to him, and he was calm; but two years later, he was irritated by her cry.

Such emotional changes made him biting his lips. He looked at her crying red eyes and frowned, "Angela, don't think about killing yourself.

Even if you die, you'll still go to hell instead of heaven."

"But without you and Jessica in the hell, that will be heaven for me.

And it's hell on earth right now because of you!"

At that moment, “DING”

the elevator door opened.

"Okay, good."

James laughed furiously, clutching her arm and dragging her out of the elevator.

The head of the cleaning department standing at the elevator door was first pleased to see James, but when he saw Angela, his face became pale. He asked,

"What's going on, James?

Did she annoy you?"

“Get out!”

The head of the cleaning department was so shocked by that look that he was scared to come forward.

Angela's legs were extremely painful and her stomach was aching.

He had long legs and big strides, and she was nearly dragged by him along the way until they went into a room.

Then she was thrown onto the ground.

But the next second, she was choked by him, just like two years ago.

James's gorgeous face was an inch away from hers, their breaths entwined.

"Angela."

He said slowly and coldly.

Angela's body shuddered involuntarily.

"I'm your hell?

Will you!”

He sobered abruptly and released her.

He looked at her bare shoulders, and found two old scars on her white delicate skin, which was an real eyesore.

With a chill in his eyes, he dropped his jacket on her, and said coldly,

“Get out of here!”

Angela took that jacket and bit her lip, sitting up slowly.

And then there was a knock on the door.

A half-familiar half-strange voice sounded at the door.

"James?

Are you in the room?"

Even as she turned to ash, Angela could recognize the voice.

She looked up at James. His expression was normal and was about to open the door.

She was stunned, reaching out and tugging at his pant leg.

"I don't want to see her..."

James frowned and noticed her face was pale. He thought she was afraid, and was about to say something, but the door was opened straight.