Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 63

"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."

"Your leg has been injured before, and now you've been burned. What if inflammation or something 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.

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.