Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 118

The words fell as the elevator clinked, and she entered with a seductive smile on her lips.

Angela looked at the thermos in her hand, the corners of her mouth tightened, then she walked towards the elevator with heavy steps.

The Smith siblings were shit for her to avoid, while James was the vicious dog that nearly killed her several times. She hated him and wanted to kill him, but she was forced to surrender under his sharp claws to avoid being torn to pieces.

There were many people at the hospital. There was an old man who lost his left arm and had a fake calf with a gully face. When he saw Angela, his eyes lit up, then he patted the young man beside him who was also disabled, and pointed in the direction of Angela.

Another pair of eyes lit up.

The two supported each other and walked strangely to Angela and stopped her.

As soon as Angela looked up, she saw two unfamiliar faces. One was about sixty or seventy years old with a gully face, and the other was about thirty or forty years old with fine lines at the corners of his eyes and tanned skin.

The two men were of different ages, but both were disabled. Their clothes had been washed white, although they were neat, and they wore black, rare, and cheap cotton shoes on their feet.

The way they dressed gave people a feeling that they were begging or they are going to say, “Girl, I just need a few bucks for the travel expenses. Can you lend me a little?”

The liars. Angela looked at the two men again and was pretty sure she didn’t know them, “May I help you?”

PUFF! The two men didn’t say a word, and after glancing at each other, they simply fell to their knees.

The commotion was so loud that many people around looked over with strange eyes.

Angela frowned and didn’t help them up, nor did she say anything. She just looked at them with a light expression.

“Don’t get me wrong!” Seeing this, the middle-aged man waved his hand at her twice and said in broken Mandarin,

“We are not beggars or liars. We are the peasant-workers that you helped. We just want to say thank you to you!”

The old man, meanwhile, wiped tears from his eyes and spoke a local language that Angela could not understand.

“I have not helped any peasant-worker. You have got the wrong person.”

Angela said lightly, turned around with the thermos, and left.

The middle-aged man hurriedly helped the old man up, then limped towards Angela and said as fast as he could,

“We’re really not liars. We just happened to see you and wanted to say thank you!”

In Angela’s suspicious gaze, his dark face flushed red, “We are here to work. We are construction workers. The building collapsed and injured us. Several even died but our boss ran away!”

“If you haven’t sold that pile of birthday presents and donated the money to us, we wouldn’t even have the money to treat our illnesses and put in fake legs!

I kowtow to you again!”

He was about to kneel down. Angela thought for a moment and remembered that she had asked her aunt to sell all the gifts she had received for her birthday party and donated the money to the disabled.

She put the thermos on the floor and bent down to help the middle-aged man up, “You’re welcome. I have something else to do. I’ll leave first.”

Angela didn’t take credit for it, nor did she stay to hear the onlookers praise her incessantly. She bent down to pick up the thermos and went to the elevator to line up.

“Here, you can stand here!”

A tall lady with a loud voice directly pulled Angela to the front, and then she stood at the back and gave the others around a thumbs-up, “This girl is really beautiful and kind, awesome!”

There was a chorus of echoes all around, praising Angela for her kindness.

When Angela entered the elevator, she saw the two disabled peasant-workers waving hard at her with grateful smiles on their faces.

She looked at them, the corners of her mouth ticking slowly, and a happy smile appeared in her eyes.

James’s VIP ward was on the twelfth floor.

Angela stood in the doorway for a few moments before slowly raising her hand and knocking on the door.