Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 388

Angela took a deep breath, “What about those people in the stairwell on that day?”

“I arranged it. Separating you from Mr. James and letting you go abroad was the least harmful option. Angela, I’m really sorry for breaking your heart. But I can’t stand by and watch something happen on Taotao and the others.” Luna’s words were filled with bitterness.

They were silent.

It was well heated inside the car, but Angela only felt her body chill, even her blood turned cold.

“Angela, it’s okay for you to blame me. But I hope you can find a way to help Taotao and the others. After all, they are the members of the Chante family.” Luna said.

Angela wiped her sweat with her skirt, “Where are you now?”

“Outside of the Chante family house.” She was afraid of what would happen to Taotao and the others, and she couldn't get back in time. However, she had been kicked out by Greyson, and she couldn’t enter the house.

Angela frowned, answered softly, and hung up the phone. Then, she ordered her bodyguard, “Go back to my house.”

The car changed lanes at the crossroad ahead and drove to the Chante family house.

On the road, Angela called Greyson and told him the whole story, and finally, she said, “I’m sorry, Greyson.”

She expected Greyson to scold her, but he just said, “Don’t think too much. What the hell to blame you for this? Wait for me, I’m going back now!”

It was half an hour later when she arrived at her house.

When Angela got out of the car, she saw Luna cowering in a corner sheltered from the wind. Her lips were frozen and had turned bluish-purple, while her right sleeve was empty.

“I’m sorry.”

Angela was anxious and her eyes were sore. She knelt in front of Luna, and she was ashamed to lift her head.

‘These things happened because of me. But the accusations of daddy becoming a vegetable are being pinned on Luna, and now also caused Luna to lose an arm…’

“Angela, get up. I should be thankful that you don’t blame me. How could I blame you?” Luna tried to stand up and get Angela up. However, her legs had gone numb from squatting, and she only had one arm. She spent a long time also unable to stand up.

Angela shook her head as she was ashamed to get up.

Screech- -

A piercing brake sounded.

Greyson got out of the car and hurriedly ran over. But when he almost reached in front of Angela and Luna, he stopped as he didn’t know how to face them.

Her sister indirectly caused her wife to lose an arm, and his two children were still in great threat. While he and his wife had indirectly caused his father to become a vegetative patient.

He couldn’t sort out what was wrong or right.

The three of them, one kneeling, one squatting, and one standing.

They stalemated for a while. But finally, Greyson stepped forward and dragged them up one by one.

“We don’t blame each other. After all, this would have happened because of that old woman Ela! If it wasn’t for her, these things wouldn't have happened!” Luna lowered her head and sighed lightly, “I thought that sending Angela abroad and all these things would be over. But I didn’t expect that…”

“Let's not be sad and let’s not say anything sorry…” Greyson couldn't go on halfway through his sentence, then he growled with red eyes, “Why didn’t you inform me when something happened? Did you think you were going to make me feel bad for the rest of my life with your broken arm?”

Luna looked at him with a layer of tears under her eyes, “Do you think that I want to break my arm? Ela didn’t allow me to say it out, how could I say it? Even if told you, you tell me, what can you do to help?”

She shouted the last sentence in a cracking voice.

“Yes! I can’t do anything. I couldn’t help when my sister was in jail, I couldn’t help when my mom passed away, I couldn’t help when my dad became a vegetative patient, even if my wife broke her arm I also couldn’t help! I’m a useless fucking loser, okay?” Greyson’s voice trembled. He was almost driven crazy by these things.

Why did he have to meet so many of these things when others didn't have to meet any of them?

Greyson and Luna came to a standstill and they didn't speak again.

They had a very good relationship and hardly ever argued. But now, they were arguing and not giving ways to each other.

Angela looked at this scene and she was nervous. She opened her mouth but couldn’t say anything… She didn’t know what to say and she was ashamed to speak.

If it wasn’t for her, none of these would have happened.

“I’m going to kill the two servants now, see what else Ela can get up to!” After he realized his incompetence, guilt, irritation, and helplessness almost tore Grayson's heart apart.

He turned around and was about to walk towards the villa.

Angela grabbed his arm to stop him, “Greyson, don’t act recklessly.”

“What do you mean act recklessly?” Greyson almost broke down, “What can I do if I don’t kill those two people? Huh? Yesterday, Ela could have used them to bring away Taotao and broke Luna’s arm. Tomorrow she can do the same to take away your life too!”

He was like crazy and pounded his right hand on his chest, crying and laughing, “What can I do? What the hell else can I do? Do I really want to watch my sister, my wife, my children, and everyone around me are in the control of Ela?”

In the silence of the night, he was like a crazy, roaring beast.

“Why are you shouting at Angela, a pregnant woman? You feel bad in your heart, but does she feel good?” Luna stood in front of Angela. Maybe she moved too much, the wound of her broken arm started to bleed. The blood stained the bandage, and the air smelled of blood.

In a trance, Angela felt like she was back in the days when she was just released from jail. James threatened her with her family to work in Dream Club. She was angry and wrathful, but she had to suppress all her resentment and follow his instructions.

Only that, the person who threatened her turned out to be Ela.

“Don’t you know that you’re injured? Why didn’t you stay in the hospital instead of coming here? You’re a mom of two children, don’t you know how to take care of yourself?” Greyson couldn’t think of anything else. He worried about Luna and checked her wound.

Her wound was opened and had to go back to the hospital for treatment.

Greyson bent down and picked Luna up, then he walked towards his car. He had just taken a few steps when he stopped. He turned his head and look angrily at the villa.

“There’s nothing wrong with my wound. I don’t need to go to the hospital, you put me down!” Luna worried about her two children, and she struggled in his arms.

Her wound opened up worse when she struggled. The blood soaked through the bandage had dripped out and stained Greyson’s shirt.

Greyson saw it, and he was distressed. He pressed her arm and shouted, “Will you stop tossing and turning? You're bleeding out! It’s so much blood, do you want to die?!”

He turned his head to look at Angela, “I’ll take your sister-in-law to the hospital, and I'll entrust my two children to you!”

“Okay.”

Even if she died, she wouldn’t let anything happen to the two children because this matter had nothing to do with them.

Angela saw Greyson drive away, and she stood in the same place for a while. Then, she took out her phone and called Ela.

This time, Ela answered her call. Her tone was full of playfulness, like a cat teasing a mouse, “Am I right when I said you had to come to me in the end?”

“I want to talk to you,” Angela said.

Ela laughed, “Talk? So you’re coming to me now?”