Desperate Lovers

(Including the mind blowers)

James' lips finally stopped less than 1cm away from hers, so close that she could feel the heat on her face, "You smell of alcohol! Are you hiding a man in the ward?"

"No."

Angela's eyes blinked much faster than usual, and her palms were already sticky for sweating. "A female friend from the club went through a bad breakup and fell asleep with a few drinks here,"she said.

James stared at her for a moment and suddenly smiled. He let go of her, not sure whether he believed what she said or not.

After a long time, he said to her, "Since someone's sleeping inside, I'm just gonna stay here. Go and get a chair."

"Mmm," said Angela and opened the door slightly when she went in. But when she came out, she had to open the door wider to move the chair.

As she closed the door, she looked in the direction where he was several times, pretending to be calm.

From the direction where he stood, he should not be able to see the person on the bed in the ward... hopefully.

All her fidgetings were seen by James. He narrowed his eyes slightly and moved his lower lip indecipherably.

Angela put the chair behind him and backed up a few steps, trying to create a space between herself and him, "Mr. James, if there is nothing else, please allow me to get out of here."

For her, spending time with him was just like eating arsenic.

“Sit down.” said James.

Angela frowned and stopped frowning at once, "Keep your seat, Mr. James. I'm good with standing."

She didn't know what James meant, but it was impossible that he was actually caring about her.

James tapped on the back of the chair a few times with his long and bony fingers, his voice a few degrees lower than earlier, "Sit here."

"Ok…" Angela went to the chair reluctantly, and sat down.

But her back was stiffened and straining, and her butt was just sitting on the small edge of the chair, her right foot pointed outward, as if she intended to stand up and leave at any time.

The hallway was very bright under the round incandescent luminaire, yet it was not as warm as the yellow lamp light.

shining on her face, Angela looked

who has only met you a few times

hands propped on the arms of the chair, which looked like he was embracing her in his

see his face, but she felt his hot breath on the back

give me too much honour. Mr. Sage would speak for me purely for the sake of Miss Raya, it has nothing to do

girl did have a lot of enthusiasm for

the armrest and straightened up, his voice less cold than before, "But I’ve told you a long time ago, no one can help

hands tightly and closed her eyes in pain, "Mr. James, thank you for reminding

it's

of her and said, and then headed for the

on the ground, hatred running wild and fermenting in her blood, holding up her veins to explode, but

discuss that she was so lucky to be born into the Chante Family with power

and rich she was, she can’t have James’s love.

reality slapped her in the face hard and painfully, his power forced her no place to go, even death had become a luxury. She had to truckle to live every

Ding!

came to a halt with

After a short pause, she carried the chair

the smell of alcohol and disinfectant fluid mingled and reached her nostrils, making her mind to

"Fuck, you scheming bitch..."

floor, cursing about something in a low voice, weeping

over and picked up the quilt, tucked him in, and laid on the

because he drank too much, Greyson was thrashing half the night, throwing up and shouting,

ingredients, and she was so tired from taking care of her brother that fell asleep not long after lying

blue and the clouds were white. The day was

dress, her long black shoulder-length soft hair fell on

couldn’t help looking at

and hot pants, wearing a pair of limited edition headphones of Beats around her neck. She was chewing gum, sauntered closer to

it, and grinned, "Are you going to send

may our little princess Angela be eighteen years old forever and become more

eyes looked like a crescent moon, and handed her a beautifully

“What is it?”

more beautiful, even god will be jealous of me, so