Desperate Lovers

Chapter 122 Trying to Protect Her

Angela was slightly stunned for a moment, looking up at the owner of the hand.

James's hand was shielding her head, but his head hit the seat in front of him, and there was a large, unusually visible red patch on his forehead, as if he had hit it quite hard.

"I'm just holding the seat so I don't get bumped, and I am not trying to protect you. Don't take it personally."

James inclined his head and looked at her, withdrawing his hand. His palm was slightly closed, his fingertips touching and lightly twisting a few times, and he could still vaguely feel the warmth of her body.

In the front row, Raya was pointing at Sean with one hand, and was resting the other hand on her waist, complaining his poor driving skills, while the driver was helplessly pointing at the car in the front and explaining to her.

No one noticed any difference of the two in the back row.

Even if James didn't say this, Angela wouldn't think much about it. She withdrew her gaze, gave a faint “OH” sound and remained silent.

James looked carelessly ahead, but his back was straight.

Hearing her shallow moan at this point, he furrowed his brow slightly and collapsed his back against the backrest. He didn’t know why, but he was very upset.

The front crash wasn't very serious, and the owners quickly negotiated a private deal, and the traffic quickly returned to normal.

Raya at first complained to Sean about how the customers were, but later she lowered her head and started playing mobile games, and stopped talking. There was a total silence inside the car.

The silence made the depressing atmosphere even worse.

Angela pressed her body against the car window, feeling uncomfortable from inside out. A second was like a year.

By the time she was craning her neck, the car had stopped.

She reached her hand to the back of her neck and squeezed, and a food court was ahead of her.

"There are a few good restaurants on this street, spicy crawfish, grilled fish, a Szechuan restaurant, Japanese food and a noodle shop. Which one should we go?"

Sean twisted his head and asked Raya, his eyes full of doting.

and her eyes were

flicked on her forehead, and twisted his head to ask Angela, "Today is the day to make amends to Miss Angela, so it's

"Spicy crawfish."

with her split vision, and in the obscure light, the corners of her lips curled, as she picked a restaurant that was least suitable

in the back row playfully with his eyes, parked the car, and led

night market hadn't started

they were regretfully informed by the shopkeeper that the private rooms were fully occupied and that they could eat in the lobby

straight away, casually pointing to a table of four in the middle of the hall, “Let’s just sit over

or a corner, pursed her lips when she saw the spot

in the middle.

at her and walked straight toward a table for six in

anywhere and walked directly after

foot, grunted twice, and reluctantly followed Angela over

Angela liked

Sean laughed and

pause, subconsciously glanced at James, then withdrew her gaze, lowered her head and continued reading the

pulled his lips, ''It's a habit for me to remember a little bit about what people around me like to eat. You like French

paused for a moment and added somewhat deliberately, "Jessica's tastes

These words were

that she

lips sarcastically and looked

garlic and vermicelli, extra

and couldn't stand even the

as usual, but it was Sean who couldn't help but look at Angela

can you finish twelve of

and said

up if I can't finish

from the door, "What kind of good food can be made in such a

It was Cathleen’s voice.

came,

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