Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 308

As Angela did feel a little sick to her stomach, she took over the porridge and removed the cover.

After eating some porridge, she felt better and it was when James arrived. After getting out of the car, James glanced at the porridge in her hand and her face which still looked a little pale. Then he naturally put his hand on her belly and gently massaged it.

"Why do you eat so late? You know you have a stomach problem."

James sounded a little displeased.

Standing aside carrying the food, Adams looked over James quietly as James was a man of good origin, appearance and strong capability.

James was so excellent that Adams could hardly feel jealous and could only admire and look up at him.

Having heard of those achievements made by James, Adams regarded James as his idol even though James was ten years younger than him.

At the moment, seeing James and feeling the pressure brought by him, Adams was excited and awestruck.

"Oh," said Angela to Adams s she pushed James' hand away, "I'm going, Adams. See you tomorrow."

Hearing the name of Adams, James pinched his lips together and stared into Adams sharply.

Stared at by James, Adams felt more oppressed and was astonished by the powerful aura of James as a big shot.

He smiled stiffly, "See...see you."

Opening the door of the car, Angela got on the front passenger seat and fastened the seat belt.

Angela seldom fastened the seat belt before and James would fasten the seat belt for her each time she didn't fasten it.

But she was not used to being so close to him.

Staring at Adams for a while, James averted his eyes and walked to the car door and got in the car.

The car started and merged with the traffic soon. Adams wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and was relieved.

He had never seen such an oppressing man as James before.

"If you can't take care of yourself, you'll not be allowed to work any more, though I've agreed to allow you to work," said James with displeasure. The lights outside the car dimly shone on his face through the window as it was dark in the car.

Slightly clenching her fists, Angela said, "I'm your girlfriend, not your pet!"

"What's the difference?" said James coolly as he turned his head to stare at her with sharp eyes.

Looking back at him, Angela tried to repress her emotions and said, "I'm an independent person, James. I hope you can respect my ideas and don't make decision for me."

"I can respect your ideas, as long as you take care of yourself," said James as he stepped on the gas and drove in a speed much faster than usual.

Staring at him, Angela said word by word, "I know my own body!"

Taking what she said for granted, James said, "From now on, you'll have breakfast with me before work. I'll pick you up to have lunch in the noon break and you'll have dinner with me at home after work."

"James!" said Angela as she gnashed her teeth.

Swish!

James slammed on the brakes and the tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground.

Fortunately, his car had been keeping a distance with the surrounding cars, or it would have been hit by the cars behind.

"Have I spoiled you these days, Angela? How dare you refuse me?" said James as he leaned forward to clutch her chin to force her to look at him.

The pain in her chin made her eyes a little wet. Biting her lips, Angela looked at him and the sweat was breaking out on her forehead as a result of the pain or her fear.

"Don't touch my bottom line," said James in a cold voice.

"Touch your bottom line?" sneered Angela as she was feeling upset and angry, "James, you keep on saying that you like me. However, have you ever given me the respect I deserve?"

'It turns out that James just regards me as his pet and never respects me. He can decide anything for me and gets angry once I disobey him.'

'Is this love?'

'No!'

'It's captivity!'

"What kind of respect do you want? You wanted me to tell you the whole thing and discuss with you whether to break your leg or not when Jessica came to threaten me, didn't you?" asked James sarcastically.

Staring fixedly at him, Angela got misty-eyed for a moment and then drove the tears back.

Slapping his hand away hard, Angela said in a self-deprecating and angry voice, "Yes. As I've always been the weaker one in front of Jessica and you, you never considered to tell me the whole thing and made choice for me between breaking my leg and going to jail."

James frowned and didn't say anything.

"It's all my own fault as I'm too weak," mocked Angela, "You are right. I've been spoiled and forget what I have experienced."

With a move of his Adam's apple, James reached up to touch the bruises on her chin and was dodged by her.

"I'm sorry. I was too emotional just now," said James.

Drooping her eyelids, Angela said with a fake smile, "You don't have to apologize. I should thank you."

She thought that they were in an unequal relationship. Once James misunderstood her, got angry or no longer loved her, she had no choice but to bear them. And now, James just proved it for her.

Then, neither of them spoke on the way home.

After getting back to the house of the Chante family, Angela ate some soup and went upstairs with her bag amid the criticism of his father Lorenzo.

Her mother Elva was worried and wanted to follow her. But then Luna, Angela's sister-in-law, stopped Elva and said, "I'm already full. I can go upstairs to see her for you."

After going back to her room, Angela took out the contract the Chante Group signed with the Smith Group and opened it when someone knocked at the door. She opened the door and saw Luna.

"You had a quarrel with James?" asked Luna as she entered the room and closed the door.

"No," said Angela tonelessly.

"There are so many aspects where you have to rely on James now. It's no good to you to quarrel with him," said Luna.

Slightly clenching her fists, Angela nodded and then changed the subject by asking, "Can you read a contract for me, Luna?"

"What contract?" asked Luna as she took over the contract and explained what Angela didn't understood to her and told her what needed to be paid attention to.