Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 161

"Before I answer, may I ask you a question, Mr. James?"

Angela clenched her fists tight, her eyes reflecting James' figure.

James looked down at her, "Go ahead."

"What do you think of the car accident two years ago? Do you still believe like everybody else that I tried to kill Jessica with my car because I was jealous?"

Angela said word by word with her eyes fixed on James while gnashing the teeth.

The car accident was quite complicated, so James stopped for a second.

“Huh!”

Angela sneered at his silence, which she believed was a yes to her question,

“Why do you bother to listen to my explanation if you don’t even believe me?"

James looked at her gloom and swallowed, "I uh..."

"But I’m defending for myself even if you don't believe me!"

Angela’s voice was kind of sharp because of anger. She continued, "Don’t you wanna ask me why I would flirt with Danis wearing an erotic uniform two years ago?"

She laughed, staring at him and then said emotionally, "Well, I used to think you were smart. It turned out you were a dumb fool who had been played by others!"

“If I tell you that Jessica, Janet, Nova and me, we four played the game of Truth or Dare on Sept 27 and when I lost the game, I chose to take the punishment of Dare which was to flirt with Danis wearing an erotic uniform? Will you believe me?"

Two years ago, when Jessica and the girls asked her to flirt with Danis in an erotic uniform, she refused immediately because she was deeply in love with James at that time.

But Jessica read her like a book and tricked her easily. Finally she had to bite the bullet and wen to flirt with Danis in an erotic uniform.

She didn’t get it at that time why Jessica, an easy-going person would be so insistent in making her doing that. It turned out it was just a trap for her!

James had thought of many possibilities. Maybe she was a greedy woman who loved to date with another one on the side, just like what his father had done. Or she was tired of being with him all day so she became interested in Danis, who was always around her.

But he had never thought that the truth was like this!

It was ridiculously simple!

He looked lost. He couldn’t tell whether he was happy or not when he learned that Angela actually didn’t cheat on him. He only felt a pain in his chest and couldn’t breathe.

Looking at her face which was red with anger, he was gonna say something but words failed him.

He held his fist tight and got the feeling that sometimes the more you cared, the more you had to lose.

"You still don’t trust me, do you?"

Angela sneered at herself, tears running down her cheeks and she was overwhelmed by hatred.

She wiped out her tears and looked at him with anger, which made her lose her mind. Then she said nastily, "It doesn't matter whether you trust me or not, because I don’t expect you to trust me anyway!"

"I...I trust you." His fingers trembled and he reached out his hands but retrieved before touching Angela. He just repeated, "I trust you."

Angela shrieked with laughter and stared at him, "You trust me?"

She suddenly raised her voice, "If you did trust me, why would you do that to me, James? Just because you suspected that I was with Danis, you broke my leg and put me into jail."

She tore off her gown and stood in front of him only with her underwear,

"See?"

Angela pointed at the horrible scars scattering on her body with her trembling hand and shouted at the top of her voice, "These scars are all over my body! I don't know whether my leg can be cured!"

Tears kept running down her cheeks, but Angela had no time to wipe it out.

James couldn’t say a word when he was staring at the ugly scars scattered on her fair skin. He felt great pain in his chest which made him hard to breathe.

"I used to be a classic dancer. Even if my leg is cured, do you think I can resume my dancing career? Huh?”

Angela came up to him and got hold of James’ collar on her tiptoes. She grabbed so tight that her finger nails looked pale. “It’s all because of you! My leg was broken and I was put into jail. I can’t even go back to my home now.

My whole life...

My whole life is ruined!” Her voice trembled with so much emotion that she had to take a deep breath before she could finish her words.

“It is ruined by you, James!” She repeated.

It was just a misunderstanding that resulted in all the fatal consequences. How ridiculous life was!

James looked quite embarrassed when Angela grabbed his collar, but he didn’t move. He could only feel the agony when he saw tears welled up in Angela’s eyes.

He swallowed and didn’t know what to say. He reached out his hands to her eyes.

Angela clenched her teeth and avoided his hands.

“I’m sorry.”

James held her face and looked down at her. His fingers trembled slightly while he wiped out the tears on her face.

"You are sorry?"

Angela shook off his hands. Her eyes were bloodshot, “What are you sorry for?

Will it cure my leg or my scars? Or will it reconcile my parents?"

"No, it won’t!

Nothing’s gonna... cough, cough, cough!"

She covered her mouth and her red face instantly became pale. Her lips turned blue and her breathing was much quicker and uneven than before.

Seeing this, James held up Angela and put her onto the bed.

“Hang on! The doctor will be right here!"

He pressed the emergency button and sat on the edge of the bed covering her with his coat. He trembled while holding her hand.

Her hands were so small and skinny that he could feel her bone in his hand. It seemed as if he would have broken her hand if he held it tight.

Angela coughed so hard covering her mouth that she felt she might cough her lung out. She could barely breathe due to the constant coughs.

But even though she really didn’t feel well, she shook off James' hand.

She didn't want to be touched by him.

It would make her feel disgusting!

BANG!

Roland rushed in with another doctor and some nurses. He was stunned to see James and the split hospital gown scattered on the floor but he didn’t pay attention to James and walked up quickly to check on Angela’s leg.

"I think it's pulmonary edema again. Dr. Roland, let me pass!"

The other doctor said quickly and took Angela out of the ward with the nurses after glancing at Angela who looked pale with blue lips and the spit with blood on the floor.

James' eyes were fixed on Angela. Seeing this, he frowned and followed them.

But Roland came up to stop him, "You’d better stay here, Mr. James."