Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 118

The words fell as the elevator clinked, and she entered with a seductive smile on her lips.

Angela looked at the thermos in her hand, the corners of her mouth tightened, then she walked towards the elevator with heavy steps.

The Smith siblings were shit for her to avoid, while James was the vicious dog that nearly killed her several times. She hated him and wanted to kill him, but she was forced to surrender under his sharp claws to avoid being torn to pieces.

There were many people at the hospital. There was an old man who lost his left arm and had a fake calf with a gully face. When he saw Angela, his eyes lit up, then he patted the young man beside him who was also disabled, and pointed in the direction of Angela.

Another pair of eyes lit up.

The two supported each other and walked strangely to Angela and stopped her.

As soon as Angela looked up, she saw two unfamiliar faces. One was about sixty or seventy years old with a gully face, and the other was about thirty or forty years old with fine lines at the corners of his eyes and tanned skin.

The two men were of different ages, but both were disabled. Their clothes had been washed white, although they were neat, and they wore black, rare, and cheap cotton shoes on their feet.

The way they dressed gave people a feeling that they were begging or they are going to say, “Girl, I just need a few bucks for the travel expenses. Can you lend me a little?”

The liars. Angela looked at the two men again and was pretty sure she didn’t know them, “May I help you?”

PUFF! The two men didn’t say a word, and after glancing at each other, they simply fell to their knees.

The commotion was so loud that many people around looked over with strange eyes.

Angela frowned and didn’t help them up, nor did she say anything. She just looked at them with a light expression.

“Don’t get me wrong!” Seeing this, the middle-aged man waved his hand at her twice and said in broken Mandarin,

“We are not beggars or liars. We are the peasant-workers that you helped. We just want to say thank you to you!”

The old man, meanwhile, wiped tears from his eyes and spoke a local language that Angela could not understand.

“I have not helped any peasant-worker. You have got the wrong person.”

Angela said lightly, turned around with the thermos, and left.

The middle-aged man hurriedly helped the old man up, then limped towards Angela and said as fast as he could,

“We’re really not liars. We just happened to see you and wanted to say thank you!”

In Angela’s suspicious gaze, his dark face flushed red, “We are here to work. We are construction workers. The building collapsed and injured us. Several even died but our boss ran away!”

“If you haven’t sold that pile of birthday presents and donated the money to us, we wouldn’t even have the money to treat our illnesses and put in fake legs!

I kowtow to you again!”

He was about to kneel down. Angela thought for a moment and remembered that she had asked her aunt to sell all the gifts she had received for her birthday party and donated the money to the disabled.

She put the thermos on the floor and bent down to help the middle-aged man up, “You’re welcome. I have something else to do. I’ll leave first.”

Angela didn’t take credit for it, nor did she stay to hear the onlookers praise her incessantly. She bent down to pick up the thermos and went to the elevator to line up.

“Here, you can stand here!”

A tall lady with a loud voice directly pulled Angela to the front, and then she stood at the back and gave the others around a thumbs-up, “This girl is really beautiful and kind, awesome!”

There was a chorus of echoes all around, praising Angela for her kindness.

When Angela entered the elevator, she saw the two disabled peasant-workers waving hard at her with grateful smiles on their faces.

She looked at them, the corners of her mouth ticking slowly, and a happy smile appeared in her eyes.

James’s VIP ward was on the twelfth floor.

Angela stood in the doorway for a few moments before slowly raising her hand and knocking on the door.

“Come in.” James’s cold voice came through the door.

Angela looked at the door and licked her dry lips before opening the door and stepping inside.

Seeing her enter, James’s dark eyes flashed for a moment and he quickly put away the things he was playing with.

But no matter how fast he put it away, she still saw it. He was playing with her jade pendant that should have been in the hands of her former supervisor.

Angela minced her lips, suppressing the hatred in her heart. She walked to the table and put the thermos on the table, “Gabriela still had something to deal with, so she asks me to come over.”

He fired so many people because of the incident yesterday. She still wondered how James would deal with her.

He wouldn’t fire her, which was so kind to her.

“Okay.” James responded with his gaze pausing on her for a moment before he remained silent.

As long as he was around, Angela felt uncomfortable all over.

She stood with her head down and her spine tense for more than twenty minutes until her palms were soaked with sweat. Then she said,

“If Mr. James has nothing else to do, I’ll...”

“I’m hungry.”

James glanced at her, interrupting her words before putting the jade pendant back on his neck.

Angela frowned and didn’t move.

James propped himself up on the bed with one hand and sat up, “Pour me a bowl of chicken soup.”

“...Okay.”

Suppressing the anger that almost broke out of her body, Angela responded in a low voice and went over to pour him a bowl of chicken soup.

She really didn’t understand how he could act like nothing was wrong in front of her today when he had left her naked in the hallway yesterday.

Angela absentmindedly walked up to him with the chicken soup and bent down to hand it to him with both hands.

James didn’t take the chicken soup. His eyes settled on the reddened patch on her neck and then a touch of gloom appeared in his eyes,

His bony fingers landed on her neck and said in a slightly cold voice, “How did you get it?”

The cold touch on her neck made Angela’s body tremble. She straightened up, pulling her collar up to cover the mark without making a sound.

She didn’t want to explain it to him, and she didn’t have to explain it to him.

Anyway, to explain or not, his attitude towards her was the same.

"Angela." looking at her indifferent face, James’s chest seemed to be clogged with a ball of water-soaked cotton. He unbuttoned a button, but his breathing didn’t flow much better because of it, “I’m asking you something.”

Angela’s eyelashes fluttered. She looked up at him and quickly lowered her head, “Is there a rule that subordinates must answer the questions of the superiors?

If not, I refuse to answer your question.”

James’s hawk-like gaze locked on her, his voice heavier, “Angela.”

He rested his fingers on the bed, tapping mindlessly.

Angela raised her head again and didn’t lower her head this time, “Actually, you don’t need to be so loud. I can hear you very well. May I help you?”

The corners of her lips curled slightly.

In the past, cautiously bowing to greet him was of no use. The anger, depression, and hatred flowing in her body were a strange sense of pleasure when she saw his dark face.

Probably, he would drive her crazy.