Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 151

Angela licked her dry lips, frowned and said, "Sister-in-law, my brother is still waiting for us up there, let's go."

She looked back at Roland and said.

"Auntie Susan is always talking about you, so go see her when you have time. I'll excuse myself now."

"Bye."

Roland smiled and handed a business card to Luna, who was intensively looking at him with her glowing eyes.

"If Miss Angela needs me, then I'm obliged to do so. I'm sure we'll see each other very soon."

Roland glanced at the upset Angela and answered Luna's question in a warm voice.

Luna accepted the card with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Roland."

After saying that, she went inside the inpatient area with Angela.

After Roland left, James stepped out of the shadows on the other side of the building and looked over the direction where Angela left, his eyes were obscure and mysterious.

He had been here for a while. Actually, he was here when Angela got into an argument with Danis.

Not just this time, even if he was only analyzing the previous times when Angela interacted with Danis, he could sense that she was not interested in him. How could he explain the scene he saw two years ago?

Did he really misunderstand Angela? Or there was something else going on back then? Was Angela just like her dad, who could still flirt with other people when she was deeply in love with others?

James's throat rolled up and down. He felt like there was a piece of water-soaked cotton stuffed in his chest, making him feel suffocated and depressed.

He pursed his lips and loosened two shirt buttons with annoyance, but the suffocating feeling in his chest did not go away at all.

If he really misunderstood Angela, then what he had done in the past two years… James frowned slightly, feeling as gloomy as the night sky, unable to be lit up even if there were lights.

There was another possibility:

The scene he bumped into was the truth.

But that result did not necessarily make him feel better either.

James clenched his fit slightly. Was he caring so much about whether Angela cheated on him because he could not tolerate the betrayal of others, or......

With his throat feeling tight and his heart beating faster, he thought to himself, was it just like what Sean and mom had said before, he liked Angela?

As Angela pushed open the door of the ward and saw the scene inside, she pursed her lips while her eyes darkened a bit.

Her brother was lying on the bed just like earlier, not looking well.

Her mom was sitting on her bed. Though her eyes were still a little red, her face had a smile when she was talking calmly to her dad about something. It seemed like they already made it up.

Luna followed her into the ward and looked rather surprised too when she saw this scene.

"You're back just in time, I have something to tell you."

Seeing Angela, Lorenzo looked at her and put on a serious face. Though his tone was not too good, it was much better than it had been a while ago. But Angela did not appreciate it, and instead, she felt disgusted, “Sorry, Mr. Lorenzo, I don't want to hear it."

When she finished, she sat down on the bed, then laid back and turned her back to him.

Lorenzo immediately got upset and was about to reprimand her, but he was stopped by Elva, who was frowning at the side.

“A daughter, a son, neither of you are well behaved. They were spoiled by you!"

Lorenzo shrugged off Elva’s hand and said coldly.

Seeing this, Luna felt slightly surprised. In the past, her father-in-law was always stubborn, and her mother-in-law would never stop him. Though she did sometimes, her father-in-law would never listen to her.

But something seemed to have changed between these two after this fight.

"Angela,"

Elva walked up to Angela and said cautiously.

“Your father and I have already discussed about this. When you are discharged from the hospital this time, you can live with us in the Chante family."

Angela closed her eyes without making a sound.

"Angela?"

Elva called her name carefully again, with a layer of tears flooding under her red eyes, "Are you ......"

Luna glanced at Angela’s frowned eyebrows and interrupted her, ''Mom, Angela is already tired after two consecutive surgeries. Let's go back first and let her have some rest."

"Humm!"

Without waiting for Elva to answer, Lorenzo grunted heavily, ''She didn't even answer the questions from the elders. This is the result of your spoiling her over the years! If she pretends to be asleep and doesn't answer it, she doesn't need to enter the door of the Chante family anymore!"

Elva got shocked and her tears starting to flow down her cheeks, "Lorenzo, how can you go back on your words? We just had a deal!"

Crunch.

The bed rattled as Angela suddenly sat up. With her gloomy look, even the scar at the top of her eyebrows was tinged with some hostility.

“Angela, you're awake just in time."

Elva carefully checked on her look and weighed her words, "Your father and I have already agreed that when you leave the hospital, you can come back in the family again."

Angela did not respond, but just gave her a light and ambiguous chortle.

"Don't you be shady!"

Lorenzo could not help but chiding loudly, saying,

"As soon as you heard that you wouldn’t be allowed to go back to the family, you stopped pretending. You think I don't understand your little trick?

There's no point trying to say no! If you say yes, I can let you go back regardless of the past, if ......"

Angela sneered and interrupted him, "There is no need for Mr. Lorenzo to disregard the past, since I am not a member of the Chante family anymore and I am not worthy of entering your family's door."

Hearing this, Elva opened her mouth several times to try saying something, but none of the words could come out, her tears swishing down her face.

How much did her daughter hate her now?

"You--"

Lorenzo’s face got all red after getting choked up by her words.

Angela did not want to waste time listening to his accusation, so she impatiently interrupted him, ''Don't bloat yourself up!

Didn’t you suddenly change your mind to let me go back because you found Mr. James changed his attitude towards me, so maybe I would be useful again?"

"You-you're being irrational!"

As Lorenzo’s thought was exposed, his face immediately flushed, looking like a tipped over palette.

Elva goggled at him with fast changing facial expressions, as if she had suddenly learned some secrets.

"I suggest you not waste your time here, since there's no way I'll go back to the Chante family with you, and even if I do go back with you, I wouldn't be as stupid as before and get used by you all the time."

"And Mr. James can't possibly like me. In his mind, nothing I do is right. In that case, are you still going to bring me back to the family?"

Angela said with an expressionless face, blocking all of Lorenzo's petty thoughts.

He pointed at her with a grip madly and clutched his heart with another hand as he gasped for air, sweat continuing to break out on his forehead, as if he was going to pass out in the next second.

But this time, no one paid attentions to him, even Elva just looked at him with a complex look, but had no intention to help him.

Angela tugged her lips and sneered.

“You cannot scare me with that trick again, and I can do it too. It's just not the same disease you're having."

"You horrible… horrible daughter ......"

Lorenzo puffed and gasped, his strict face turned red from his rapid panting, "Do you want to ...... want to exasperate me to death? Do you have ...... any...... conscience at all ......"

Elva could not be ruthless in the end, so she nervously took out the medicine and put it in Lorenzo's mouth, and then advised Angela, "Angela, you should say less, what you can get if your father was seriously ill? How can you still marry someone if you got a reputation as an unfilial daughter?"