Desperate Lovers

"James, I'm coming..."

Jessica stood in the doorway with a walking stick, her arm was still holding the door open.

Apparently, she was so anxious to prove something that she forgot her manners.

James sobered and frowned, "Why are you coming here?

Aren't you doing rehab today?"

Jessica had obviously seen Angela.

She hesitated, and then looked at James.

Looking at his collar wide open and his bloody lips, even a fool would know what they just did, let alone she was not a fool. Apparantly, she was well-prepared.

She frowned and asked knowingly.

"James, when was she released from prison?

Why are you with her?"

"Well..."

Instead of answering, James lifted his hand to fasten his shirt and asked with his eyes downcast.

"You already know that, don't you?

Cathleen told you, otherwise why would you be here in the middle of the night?"

"..."

Jessica's eyes were slightly red and she looked delicate.

"I came here because I knew she was in the Dream Club, but I didn't know you were with her..."

She couldn't say it out directly, biting her cute lips and fretting, "James, she's Angela!

She tried to kill me!

Do you remember?

Hearing this, Angela couldn't help but frowned.

She bowed her head in silence and arranged her clothes, then stood up and headed out step by step.

"Can you get out of the way?"

She stood behind the two persons and asked softly.

Jessica looked up at her, with painful expression on her face.

"Angela, do you hate me so much?

Didn't you hurt me enough two years ago?

Why did you show up in front of us when you left the prison?

What exactly do you want to do......"

Seeing Angela's face changed slightly, James raised an eyebrow and interrupted Jessica,

"I'm the one who told her to come to the Dream Club."

"James,"

Jessica was stunned, somewhat incredulous.

"Why?"

James looked at Jessica and sneered.

"You siblings seem to be interested in whom I hire.

Well, do I need to report my decisions to your family?"

Angela looked up at Jessica.

It was the first time they had seen each other after two years. Jessica didn't change except for the walking stick in her hand, and she was still as pretty and delicate as a princess.

But she was miserable. She laughed with a self-mockery, but her eyes were clear, "Jessica, who hurt who two years ago? When will you tell the truth?"

"What?"

Jessica's face turned pale. She bit her lips and cried, "Angela, why are you still trying to argue by now?

Why on earth would you be so cruel that you want to kill me?"

Who on earth should apologize?

Angela didn't bother to argue with her, no matter how much she argued, it couldn't change the fact that she'd lost a leg after two years in prison.

Who would believe her?

Tightening her uniform, she shrugged indifferently, "After two years, I don't want to argue right or wrong with you anymore. I have work to do now, so I'll leave you two alone." Afterwards, she bypassed them and walked out of the room.

James watched her back, with unexplainable emotions flowing through his eyes.

Jessica took in the look on his face, a wave of unease rising from her chest.

She reached out and took his arm, trying to look as delicate and amicable as possible, "James, believe me, I was a little worried when I found out she came to the Dream Club after her release.

But I didn't mean anything. It's just because that someone who hurt you once suddenly showed up again. I am scared, so I came here..."

Hearing her words, James frowned.

"What are you afraid of?"

She looked up with a mournful expression.

"Fear that she would disguise herself again to deceive you, to deceive my brother. If I hadn't found out that she was not only seducing my brother but also deceiving you, she wouldn't have gotten angry and tried to kill me with her car.

Now that she's out of prison, and showed up in front of you and my brother.

My brother, my brother is out of his mind. He wants to break up with Cathleen, so I'm really afraid.... of the old story happening again."

"Danis wants to break up with Cathleen

for Angela?"

James squinted and his face was cold.00000