Desperate Lovers

Angela glanced at the steaming tea in front of her and said indifferently,

"I don't like drinking tea."

"I remember you used to like it."

James picked up the tea and took a sip of it. It was good tea, although it tasted a bit bitter.

Angela looked down and sneered,

“I said that because you liked it."

She had been drinking tea for quite a long time, and gradually fell in love with drinking tea.

James glanced at her without showing his emotion. He tapped his bony fingers gently on the table for a second and felt a knot in the pit of his stomach.

"This villa is decorated according to the drawings you gave me before."

James said and drunk up the cup of tea. Maybe it was because the tea was so hot that he felt like flipping out.

Angela glanced at it at random and replied, "Uh-huh? I didn’t notice it. I have forgotten my decoration drawings long ago."

She had noticed it the moment she walked in, but she didn’t give a damn.

She was no longer the one who had longed to decorate their wedding house with James.

James looked upset and seemed to tap his fingers faster on the table. Later, he poured himself another cup of tea and enjoyed it sip by sip.

Angela didn't look at him but looked down at the table where she accidentally saw his hand which had been scaled by oil.

If it were two years ago, she would have run to bring the medicine kit for him. But at this moment, she only regretted that it was such a minor wound for him.

If a pot of hot oil was poured onto him, would he feel the same pain that she suffered when her leg was broken by him?

"Mr. James, the fish soup you cook is ready. Shall I bring it to you or you prefer to bring it to ..."

dressed like a chef came out. He didn’t finish his words

"Hello. Have we... have we met

enjoy dinner there. There were a

cook said and scratched his head

this, Angela kind

years ago, this chef had put on quite some weight. No wonder Angela felt familiar with him

the Imperial Kitchen was here, why would James cook the fish soup himself? And he had got wound on his hand from

a second. Then she looked elsewhere and licked her lips which were

are off duty now." James

said goodbye to them.

answered his phone, "Hello, honey! I’m on my way home. Save dinner for me. I

faded away, it was extremely quiet in the spacious villa with only sound of the

and you will see the dining room. Sit there. I’ll bring

say that she wasn't hungry, but she changed her mind. She

be happy with the house which was fully furnished per her decoration drawings. But she couldn’t be unhappier with James

the dining table. There were four dishes and one bowl of soup. After getting her a bowl of rice and the tableware, he sat down on his

the

held her chopsticks tight and picked up a piece

braised with white gourd and tasted not

and spit it on an empty plate instead

she put the rib in

his chopsticks. After tasting it, he looked at her thoughtfully. Then he switched the ribs in front of

by James tasted not

greasy." Angela put the coke chicken wing in the bowl and stood up, "Excuse me! I’m heading to my

taken two steps when she was held on her

her suddenly, which made her twirl and fall onto

grabbed his neck in order to avoid falling over. She turned her head away from him angrily, which happened

with her hands and leaned backwards, trying to keep

felt the warmth of his thighs coming through his pants, so she squirmed awkwardly, trying to get rid

Taekwondo and fencing. Although Angela had become much stronger after doing a lot of hard labor in the past two years, she was still no match

James looked at her with passion. His voice