Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 276

Angela stared at him for less than half a minute, then looked away, "... I'll go upstairs."

"Okay." James paused, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. He added, "It's seven o'clock, eight... You can go back on your word before 7:30, and I will find a way to solve this matter."

Angela stopped, but didn't look back, "No need."

She would take care of the trouble caused by herself, for she couldn't rely on him all her life.

As for the child, she would do her best to compensate and protect him.

Angela returned to the room and took a shower. After hesitating, she dried her hair, took off her shoes, and lay in the quilt. She was afraid of the cold, but there was already heating in the villa. She put her hands outside, and the scars on her arms were set against the pure white quilt, which were especially obvious and like strips of twisted centipedes.

Click click.

The sound of the cartoon alarm clock on the bedside was extremely clear, and Angela's heart pounded with it.

Seven twenty.

There were still ten minutes left.

Angela licked her dry lips and sat up. She turned off the lights in the room, except for the lamp on the bedside table. She stared at the lamp for a while, then lay back on the bed. After a minute or two, she stood up again and turned on the lights in the room.

If the lights were too bright, would they be particularly embarrassed?

Angela frowned and turned off the lights again. But before she went back to bed, she turned back and turned on the lights in the room.

She didn't know if James would come up in a suit, and she had never untied a man's belt.

And she forgot whether he was wearing a tie today. If it was too dark to loosen his tie and belt, it might be embarrassing.

Also, she didn't know if James was a virgin. If they couldn't find the right position, like some couples on the Internet, maybe they would be busy with nothing tonight and embarrassed.

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After James dumped the leftovers into the trash can, he wanted to put the dirty dishes and chopsticks in the dishwasher. But when he recovered, he realized that he had thrown all the plates and bowls into the trash can.

He looked at the trash can that was full in an instant, rubbed his eyebrows lightly, and then went upstairs to take a shower. When he came out, he realized that his speed was five minutes faster than usual.

James picked up the hair dryer, turned it on, and turned it off after a while.

The hair was still wet, and water drops flowed down the hair and spread all the way down the body. He thoughtfully watched the drops of water sink into the towel and disappeared.

Then he reached out and pulled the bath towel down a bit.

James looked in the mirror, turned around and frowned. Then he took off the bath towel and chose one of several suits.

After he changed his clothes, he picked up the men's perfume, hesitated and put it down again. He tidied up in the mirror, took off his suit jacket, untied his tie, and then loosened his cufflinks. He rolled up his cuffs, revealing his beautiful forearms.

After this, James glanced at the time, and it was seven and nineteen.

He put on his watch and picked up the phone. When he reached the door, he folded back again. He unlocked his watch and put it on the table with his phone before leaving.

Next to James was Angela's room. He walked to the door and wanted to knock on it. But as soon as he raised his hand, he put it down again.

She still had ten minutes to think about it.

He was standing at the door of her room, and wanted to smoke. But when he reached for it, he realized that he hadn't brought anything. No one in the Chante family smoked, and Angela hated the smell of cigarettes. Since he understood his love for her, he hadn't carried a cigarette on him again.

James leaned against the wall and kicked open the door of his room with his foot. He looked at the clock on the bedroom wall and waited for ten minutes to pass. It was also at this time that he realized that ten minutes was so long.

He shifted his legs back and forth and looked down at the ground. As a result, he found from the crack of the door that the light was bright and dark for a while.

James raised his eyebrows and chuckled slightly, and his tight muscles relaxed.

At 7:30, he opened the door and walked in.

The light in the bedroom was turned off, leaving only the lamp beside the bed. Angela was sitting on the edge of the bed, about to take off her shoes and go to bed, as if she hadn't expected him to come at this time. She turned her head to look at him abruptly, with surprise and panic on her face that was too late to conceal.

His heart trembled suddenly.

Angela didn't expect James to come over at 7:30. She was taken aback for a moment, took off her shoes, and got into bed.

She tried to maintain her composure and said to him, "Close the door."

It was better to turn off the lights. At least they couldn't see each other clearly, and wouldn't be too embarrassed.

"Okay." James closed the door, walked to the bed, and put his hands on her side, "Ready?"

His breath had a faint smell of wine, and was not unpleasant.

Under the dim light, his facial lines became softer, not as indifferent as in the past. The facial features were becoming more and more refined, with a touch of charm that was usually rare.

Angela pursed her lips and did not answer. She just put her right elbow on the bed and got up to kiss him.

“!” The soft touch on the lips made James's body stiff. He held her face in both hands and kissed her.

Angela paused, and her left arm around his neck suddenly loosened.

The decision was made so quickly, and she wondered if she would regret it.

If they really had a child, it would be difficult for her to leave him...

James noticed her little movement and frowned slightly. He kissed her harder, while supporting the back of her head with one hand.

Angela's whole body was stiff. The brain hadn't reacted yet, her other hand was already in front of his chest.

"This is your own promise..." Her resistance made James frown.

Just like Sean said, Angela no longer loved him as much as before. Only when she was pregnant with his child would she willingly stay with him!

James kissed her, pressing her body tightly.

"Angela, I love you..."