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Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 295

Summary for Chapter 295 It's Not About Being Willing Or Not: Desperate Lovers

What Happens in Chapter 295 It's Not About Being Willing Or Not – From the Book Desperate Lovers

Dive into Chapter 295 It's Not About Being Willing Or Not, a pivotal chapter in Desperate Lovers, written by Evanttee. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romance fiction.

Angela was wearing a white cardigan and with the white lights in the hallway. The hickeys on her neck were like an eyesore.

It was like a black spot on white paper that hurt Greyson's eyes.

Angela was a little embarrassed by his gaze. She subconsciously reached out to cover her neck, but soon found it too deliberate. She coughed unnaturally and then put her hand down.

As she was dragged out, the door to the room opened. Greyson looked at Angela with disbelief for a while and then looked into the room.

James was sitting on Angela's King-size pink bed with a different expression. On his body, there was a sky blue quilt that was once exclusive to Angela.

And on the bedside floor, there were several clothes. It could be seen what happened just now with one glance.

Angela was so embarrassed that she wanted to close the door, but Greyson quickly kicked it open again, "James Harvey!"

"How are you, Brother?" James looked at him from a distance and nodded slightly to greet Greyson.

Greyson was so angry that his handsome face turned red, "I'm not good, not good at all! You stinking shameless bitch!!"

James curled up his lips a little and said in a slightly cool voice, "I'm not feeling well either. Brother, as a man, you should know how unethical it is to disturb a man in sex? If it weren't for the fact that you are dumb, I would kind of suspect that you are doing it on purpose.

"Don't call me brother, who gave you permission to call me brother?!" Greyson yelled in anger: "It's only 8:30, and you've brought Angela to bed. Keep some dignity."

James didn't make a fuss, but said slowly, "There will only be more such things in the future, you should get used to it earlier."

Greyson gasped in anger, "You!"

"I can't help it, Angela and I are young and hormonal, so it is normal. When she officially becomes my wife, sex is our obligation as a couple. It is unavoidable." James said.

Except for "shameless", Greyson had nothing else to scold James.

He stared at James with his chest heaving violently. For a moment, he was choked by James's shamelessness.

"Brother, James…" Seeing the two argued with a maid at the side, Angela totally blushed. She pulled the corner of Greyson's clothes and wanted to tell him about James being drugged.

But she was immediately interrupted by Greyson with anger, "You shut up!"

As soon as Greyson heard the beginning, he knew that Angela was going to speak for James!

He loved and cherished his sister for so many years and now he was speaking for a damn bitch! What did James do to Angela?

Angela wanted to explain again several times, but Greyson simply wouldn't listen. He just stared at James angrily.

"Brother, you deliberately interrupted me and Angela. Are you jealous that I am better than you physically?" James raised his eyebrows slightly and said differently.

Greyson was so angry that his face turned blue, "Who the hell is jealous of you!"

"If you have any problems, you should go to the doctor. If you are impotent, you can take aphrodisiacs. Don't mess with your sister's sexual life." James continued.

Angela was so embarrassed that she disturbed their argument, "That's enough!"

She turned to Greyson and whispered, "Mom drugged James… Brother, you just leave. You will embarrass me by making a scene like this."

"Why does Mom bother to drug this bastard?" Greyson said in surprise.

Angela asked, "You didn't tell Mom about this? She still doesn't fire Cleo?"

"Yes." Greyson said, "Mom said we had better not to mess with such kinds of people. If she fired her for this, she might accuse me of raping her after going back home. Mom also said I have a bad reputation and it's more likely that people will believe her."

Angela didn't say anything about it.

Greyson frowned, "Don't try to change the topic, how could Mom drug James? What does she want? Wasn't she afraid that James would mistake you for the drug and give you a hard time?"

"Mom was probably afraid that Lawson would find out about my fake pregnancy." Angela rubbed her brow with tiredness, "Don't say anything to mother about this, I'll talk to her."

Greyson responded vaguely and looked into the room with complex emotions.

"As for the relationship between me and James, don't bother with it, Brother. I know what I am doing." Angela paused and said, "I can't let Lawson find out about my fake pregnancy. So, Brother, don't knock on the door of my room at night from now on, it will only put me in an awkward position."

Everyone turned silent.

Greyson clenched his fists tightly with red eyes.

After a long time, he looked up at her and said, "So you're willing to be with James from now on?"

"It's not about being willing or not. If he lets me go, what about the Smith family, what about the Harvey family, what about our family?" Angela pulled her lips, "I have enjoyed the money and status that my family brought me and now I can't avoid everything that happens to me."

James told her about this.

It was cruel, but it was the truth.

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