Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 37

“I'll finish soon. Let me handle your wound right after.”

Julia went back and picked up cosmetic cotton.

As soon as she finished, she started treating Angela’s cuts with the medicine kit.

“There might be a broken skin at my back. Please clean up for me. Thanks.”

Angela took off the jacket after Julia finished with her face. Then she turned her back to Julia in underwear.

For the first time, Julia showed her sympathy towards someone. Seeing all these overlapped wounds on her back, Julia asked, “Did you get these from prison?”

Angela hummed. She didn’t want to recall the nightmares again.

“What about the new one?”

Julia tried as gently as she could to deal with the wounds. But Angela still winced with pain.

Out of Julia expectation, she didn’t groan, or asked for a lesser treatment. She seemed to get used to it already.

Angela replied with a dull look, “It was an accident.”

Julia wanted to challenge her, but she quickly changed the topic, “It’s not worthy for you to work here. You get a really low pay with double work, and the manager always makes trouble for you.”

Angela didn’t answer. She stroked the injured knee and puckered her lips.

“Everyone made fun of you when you were kneeling that nigh, the same as when Lorenzo slapped you today.”

Julia whispered, “You can get a better job anywhere. Why do you hang around here and let others hurt your dignity?"

“Just assume that I’m addicted to the debauchery here.”

With the wound taken care of, Angela put on her uniform jacket, lifted up her pant leg, and rubbed ointment into the large, creepy bruise.

Julia packed the medicine kit with her pinched mouth, “Don’t lie to me if you don’t want to talk about it.

I won’t meddle in your affairs anymore. Leave it to someone else!”

Angela stunned for a moment. Then she laughed out, “My fault, I will treat you with your favourite grilled fish tomorrow.”

She had already known Danis for eight years. He thought she tried to get back to their circle by working here.

While she knew Julia for less than a month, Julia already realized that she lied about her indulgence in a wanton life.

The world was always different from her imagination.

After washing up, she lay in bed and hid herself in the darkness.

No one could stand the trampling of dignity. Neither could she.

As Raya said, nobody would help her out unless she asked James for his forgiveness.

Apparently she didn't want to do that, but she was unwilling to work here as a cleaner for the rest of her life.

Angela always wanted to ask for James’s forgiveness, but when she finally saw him, it was half a month later.

He came for a business meeting with a few people.

James paid no attention to Angela at all, as he walked to the private room with the crowd the moment he arrived.

Angela stood still with a mop in her hands. After swallowing down all the bitterness, she put cleaning tools in the workroom and looked for her supervisor.

“What?

You want to work as a receptionist again?!”

The supervisor looked her up and down sarcastically, and said,

“How could you make such a request? Are you the boss?”

“I am sorry. I just want to serve as a receptionist for an hour or two, not forever.”

Angela hesitated for a couple of seconds, before taking off the jade pendant on her neck. She handed it to him, “This is from the Ming Dynasty.”