Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 108

The servant's words were inconsistent and clearly lying.

But James frowned, fearing that Angela was really drunk in the opposite room, and still went to the window and pulled the curtains open.

As far as his eyes could see, there was a bright French window. But in front of the window, Angela was dressed in a revealing outfit, with ample bosom, and the hem of her skirt barely covered her upturned buttocks. She was standing on tiptoe, holding Danis's neck and saying something.

Her back was turned to James, while Danis looked down at her. His attention was all on her, and neither of them noticed James standing in front of the window of the opposite room.

James's expression remained unchanged, clutching the gift box hard until his knuckles turned white, and his look was gloomy.

He didn't know why he was still standing here, maybe there was a fluke in his heart.

However, when he saw Angela behaving boldly and obviously flirting with Danis, he breathed heavily and abruptly pulled the curtain shut, turning around and striding out.

"I'm sorry Mr. James. You can't leave yet. Our Miss said you can't leave until she arrives."

The maid bravely stopped in front of James.

James looked down on the servant, and it seemed that a blistering storm was in his dark eyes, "Get out of the way!"

"Mr. James, this is our Miss's command. She told me to make sure to stop you. Please forgive me..."

The servant tried to stop him again, but before she could finish her words, he waved his hand and pushed her away.

James walked to the door with his slender legs, opened the door and walked out.

The maid was so anxious that she stomped her foot and hurriedly followed him, "Mr. James, Mr. James, wait a moment. Miss Jessica will be right over!"

"Mr. James, take your time!"

No matter how much she shouted behind him, James didn't stop for a moment.

To her good fortune, when they reached the second floor, Jessica showed up.

With a great sigh of relief, the servant said warily,

“Miss Jessica, Mr. James has to go, and I really can't stop him."

"All right, there's nothing for you to do here. You can go down first."

Jessica spoke to the maid, then tugged on James's sleeve and gently asked,

"James, you saw it all, right?"

James was very irritated. He loosened his tie, and gave an irrelevant answer, "You tricked me to come here by telling me that Angela was drunk, then found someone similar to her and deliberately arranged this play for me?"

"I admit that I lied to you about Angela’s getting drunk.

But if I were to tell you directly that Angela was having an affair with my brother, and ask you to catch her adultery, I'm afraid you wouldn't even come over."

Jessica bit her lip, somewhat aggrieved and helpless.

James grunted coldly and didn't make a sound, sort of acquiescing.

He had never had much trust for the Smiths.

"But you'd be wrong to say that I found someone similar to Angela to deliberately arrange this show for you."

Jessica's eyes were a little red, "I'm Angela's good friend, and the person she cheated on was my brother. How could I put dirt on both of them for no reason?"

She looked up at him with her watery eyes, "Besides, you've known Angela for so many years, and should know very well whether that person is her or not."

As if there were millions of ants gnawing at his heart, James felt numb, itchy and painful. He ripped off his tie and said with a slight frown,

"There are so many people in the world, and it’s possible that there is someone who looks exactly like Angela."

"It really breaks my heart that you would rather believe the probability of one in ten million than what I said."

Jessica smiled bitterly and wiped the corners of her eyes, "All right. My brother is still in that room with Angela. Why don't you come over with me and see it with your eyes?"

James put his tie on his arm, clutching the gift box in his hand with leaden eyes, lifted his feet and walked downstairs.

Jessica trotted a few steps to follow him, and said in a soft voice,