Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 214

"My brother asked me when I am going to leave tonight, and he wanted to know where I am living now." Angela grasped the corner of her dress tightly and said with a slightly trembled voice.

James raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is that so?"

Angela swallowed saliva unnaturally. Her heart jumped so quickly that it almost jumped out of her throat. What did he mean by that?

"James, don't go too far!" Greyson stared at James with red eyes, "Even if my sister is your girlfriend, there's no need for her to tell you everything she told me! She's a human being, not a pet that belongs to you alone!”

James glanced at Greyson lightly and said with obscure eyes, "What else can you do besides yelling at me?"

"What I can do is none of your business!" Greyson gritted his teeth.

James snorted lightly, "Useless."

"Who is useless? Tell me clearly. Say it again if you have the guts." Greyson didn't like James no matter what he said. Even it was only his hair fell on the ground, Greyson would find it unpleasant.

"Shut up!" Luna covered Greyson's mouth and reprimanded him. Then she turned to look at James, "Greyson drank some wine before he came, and he behaves badly after he got drunk."

Greyson was still struggling but when he saw Angela's slightly furrowed brow. He mumbled, prized Luna's hand, and grimaced without saying another word.

"I still don't know when I'll go back tonight." They still had to finish the show, so Angela said, "And my brother is not yet healed. You can come to see the place I live some other day."

Greyson stared attentively at James and snorted with a grimace.

"I see that Mr. Chante and Mr. Chante are looking at this way. Greyson, Luna, you had better go to be with them first." Angela was worried that her brother might leak something if he continued to stay here.

Apparently, Luna thought the same as her, "Before coming here, Mom and Dad said that they want to introduce a few people to us. Angela, we'll go first."

Angela nodded her head.

Luna pushed Greyson away. But Greyson still looked back every now and then in the wheelchair.

"It's only a short time apart but your brother is so sad. He seems to extremely care about you today." James looked at Greyson's back and emphasized the word "extremely".

Angela's heart thumped, and her hands hanging around felt weak, "My brother has always been so good to me. Unlike you, you sometimes treat me well, but treat me bad other times."

James looked down at her. With the sun shining through the window, the collar of his shirt cast a shadow on his neck.

"What? Am I wrong?" Angela looked up at him and her nostrils sweated.

He reached out and helped her put her hair behind her ear. Then he said in a dry voice, "I won't treat you like this anymore."

Angela frowned. She was not used to be so intimate with him, so she took a few steps back to stand away from her. Then they looked into each other's eyes without talking. Time seemed to stop at this point.

"I finally found you!" Someone put an arm on Angela's shoulder and her long nails pinch into her shoulder, "Bitch!"

Angela turned around and saw Timothy. Then she saw Timothy, who dressed as a bride standing behind her, there was cruelty on her face with delicate makeup.

Angela felt her shoulder hurt a little. She reached out and tried to pull Timothy's hand on her shoulder away. But someone was faster than her, as James had already dragged Timothy aside.