Desperate Lovers

James held the phone tightly, and said indifferently,

"Do you know why?"

"...Yes, I do."

His voice was getting softer and lighter, "His aunt's name is Susan, and she has been a servant in the Chante family for several years. She has told a lot about you and Miss Angela to Dr. Roland. So his impression of you is...not good. "

It was not 'not good', but 'very bad'. He just didn't dare to say.

James lifted his eyes and did not comment about it. Instead, he said,

"Give me Auntie Susan's current address and contact information."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

At this time--

BANG! Hearing the sound of the door opening, James subconsciously turned to look at the door of the ward.

Julia turned her back to James, grabbed the doorknob, half of her body stretching out of the door, and said goodbye to Angela, "I will see you again tomorrow. If Mr. James comes to you, you have to treat him as a cabbage, and don't be angry at him. The doctor said you can't get emotional, is that clear? "

James looked at Angela on the hospital bed through the crack in the door. Two years ago, her cheeks had childish roundness. Now, she looked less childish with a kind of indescribable charm. Her cheeks had sunken in, and her features were very prominent and beautiful.

But... it made him feel tight in his chest.

Was he distressed? Distressed because he was in love?

Angela noticed him. With her brows frowned, she just glanced at him, and then her eyes moved away with a panic, as if she saw something she shouldn't be looking at.

James clearly saw her reaction. There was more pain and itching in his stuffy chest, as if tiny needles were piercing his heart again and again.

Not fatal, but hard to bear.

He didn't know if it was the "like" Sean mentioned. Because he had never been in love before, he didn't know what it means to "like” someone. He only knew that when Angela was by his side every day before she turned 18, he had never had such an uncomfortable experience.

Without hearing Angela's reply for a long time, Julia curled her lips, "Angela, did you hear what I said? What if Mr. James..."

did

falling on James behind her. Her indifferent

“!”

and followed Angela's

swallowed and said

you haven't left yet? What... what

she giggled and had no idea where to put her

Mr. James as a cabbage' and not 'Just as Mr. James is farting' ...

James looked at

frowned, avoiding his

buttocks to back. She glanced at James secretly, as if she was being roasted in

Julia's pale face and

at her,

something to talk to Mr. James alone, so please

said as she licked her

Julia quickly rejoiced if she was

"I'll leave first then!"

not dare to look at him, lowered her head and spoke very quickly, "See you later, Mr.

Then she left quickly.

crack of the door and saw that James was the

frowned invisibly and loosened his shirt button, but the annoying feeling of depression at his chest did not

they had the chance to be alone before, but now she avoided him, as if he was a

in the ward, the other stood outside the ward, with the door between them slightly open. James looked straight at the woman, bur the woman looked straight at the floor. Neither of them spoke, so the atmosphere was

that moment, Julia, who had just left, came back out of

forgot Angela said

and walked into

eyes flashed, "I can go to the bathroom by myself, so you don't have to come

felt uncomfortable. She twisted her body uncomfortably, "I can go outside and wait if you have a private conversation with Mr.

who was just recovering from

"... Thanks."

lowered her head and said a few moments

cold sweat on her forehead, Julia