Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 163

Hearing this, James looked down at Greyson and let go of him while stepping backward.

James had made his point clearly, although he didn’t say anything.

"Why can’t you just let go of Angela?"

Greyson grabbed Luna's hand and stood up with difficulty. His eyes were bloody red with anger, "James, do you really want to see Angela die for you rather than let go of her?"

With his hand and leg plastered, he struggled to go up to James but was stopped by Luna.

James' fingers slightly gathered into a fist. He felt that his throat was clutched by an invisible hand, which made him hard to breathe.

He licked his dry lips and said “I’ll take care of everything between Angela and me."

Hearing this, Greyson couldn’t be more outrageous, "How can you fucking possibly take care of it?

Do you really think that I can’t do anything to you just because you are from the Harvey family?"

He came out in a rush with Luna who had been peeling an apple and didn't have time to put down the fruit knife in her hand.

He took the fruit knife from Luna by force angrily and hopped to James in Luna’s screaming. Then he pointed the knife at James’ belly.

"I'm asking you one more time. Will you let go of Angela?"

Staring at James, Greyson clenched his teeth and said word by word, "Think about it carefully before you answer!"

At the same time, he put the knife closer to James, and it pierced through James’ white shirt.

"Greyson, don't be silly!" Before James answered, Luna shouted in terror.

"Put the knife down. You are not helping Angela, and you are hurting her instead."

Greyson didn’t listen to what they said and stared at James, his eyes bloodshot, ''No! If he doesn't agree, I'll just kill him. It’s not a big deal to go to jail!"

Luna broke out in a cold sweat. She wiped out the cold sweat from her forehead and was about to persuade Greyson. Then James said,

"We'll take care of everything between Angela and me."

The sharp fruit knife touched James’ skin, and James felt the coldness of the edge. He would have died if the knife had been any closer to him, but he was not scared at all.

Greyson was so irritated by James’ decisive answer that he shouted “Go to hell”, his eyes bloodshot and tears coming down his angry yet handsome face.

At the same time, he pierced the knife through James’ belly with a low sound “Puff”.

James stood still while blood came out along the knife, which quickly stained his shirt.

He felt the pain, but he stood still and glanced at his wound lightly.

"Greyson, are you out of your mind?"

Luna rushed to them and held the knife trembling with a pale face, "Let go of it."

Her voice trembled because of terrors.

"No!" Greyson was miserable with resentment. Tears fell on his hand and quickly mixed with the blood on his hand, "Luna, I’m sorry for you and the kids, but I can't just let Angela...suffer..."

"so much and live painstakingly." he didn’t manage to finish his words as his throat constricted.