Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 221

"That man has already told me this. You don’t need to lie to me." Jessica gave him a wry smile, looking very pitiful.

James didn't change his facial expression after hearing her words, and asked, "Now that you have known the answer, why do you bother to ask me?"

"James, your attitude really makes me sad." Jessica sighed softly and continued, "It seems that as long as Angela is involved, your attitude towards me will be like this."

James curled his lips and said, "You obviously misunderstand me. Even if it has nothing to do with Angela, I will treat you in the way you deserve.” He just hated her even more because she schemed against Angela.

"At least without her, you wouldn't let Timothy’s ex-fiancé present the video at her wedding, would you?" Jessica looked up at him with clear eyes.

James looked indifferent and said, "So what?"

"I can keep it a secret this time. I won’t go far into it," Jessica replied.

"But our marriage has already been settled, and we will get engaged soon. I want you to keep a distance from Angela in public. This is good for you and me, and our families. What do you think?"

The corner of James's mouth arched, showing his sarcasm, "Not very good."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the Wealth Hall.

"You are so infatuated with Angela and always trying to protect her. But I don't know if it is good for Angela."

Jessica's voice was soft, but her watery eyes were full of jealousy and hatred that could hardly be concealed.

James stopped for a moment, but he didn't glance at her or say any word to her. Then he strode away.

Jessica watched him leaving without hesitation. Her smile gradually disappeared, and the bottom of her eyes was stained with obscurity.

Although the Wealth Hall was very large, one could look through the room at one glance.

Angela wore a lavender evening dress and no one else dressed in the same color like her. So, she could easily find her. However, James searched for her back and forth and did not see her.

James’ brows slightly frowned, and he held the kraft bag more tightly. Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed Angela's number. "Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is power off."

James pinched his lips and dialed several times in succession. But every time there was just a cold electronic tone, "Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is power off."

He hung up the phone and his right eyelid suddenly jumped a few times, which made him a little uneasy.

"Leave? To where?"

"My brother wants to know when I will leave tonight, and he wants to visit where I live in along with me."

His earlier conversation with Angela suddenly hit him, and James’s eyes were covered with a layer of mist. Holding the bag in his hand, he walked towards Greyson and Luna with his long legs.

Greyson was sitting in a wheelchair pushed by Luna. He was chatting with a group of elders in the doldrums along with Lorenzo and Elva. Seeing James coming over, Greyson rolled his eyes and pretended he didn’t see him.

On the other side, Lorenzo smiled and said, "Hello, James."