Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 50

Hmm?

Angela froze and looked at James along with the eyes of the crowd.

James walked out of the crowd with an expressionless face, the sunlight shining on him, the collar casting a shadow on his collarbone, which was ascetic but sexy.

Angela subconsciously looked at the middle of his suit pants. She couldn't tell if the injury was serious, but when she looked closely, she could find he wasn't walking as normal.

"Have you seen enough?

Emm?”

James walked to Angela, bent down and asked in a low voice beside her ear.

Angela turned her eyes from him with embarrassment and said in a voice that only they could hear.

"I'm sorry…"

The crowd did not know what the two was saying, but they saw their intimate behavior and whispered as if no one was watching.

Then the crowd was so perplexed.

Didn't Mr. James have a bad relationship with Angela?

It didn't look like that!

Jessica bit her lip, tightening her hand on the wheelchair unconsciously.

"James, what do you mean?"

Mrs Smith asked with shock and angry after she recovered from the astonishment,

"Angela almost killed Jessica. How could you invite her to the birthday party?"

Lorenzo stared straightly at James, pondering.

James’s lips curved as is he was smiling, "Mrs Smith wants to decide who will be invited to my mother's birthday party?

Your Smiths have long arms and get involved in too much."

"Don't get me wrong. I didn’t mean that."

Even if James was only a junior, Mrs Smith didn't dare to pose as an elder, "I just felt......"

"That's good since you didn’t mean that."

James interrupted her indifferently and turned to walk away, but he stopped after several steps.

He looked at Angela who was still standing there, and frowned, “Why not follow me?"

"I’m leaving now."

Angela said and intended to leave, but as she was leaving, she stopped.

Tugging at the evening dress she wore, Angela glanced at the crowd and sneered,

"By the way, the evening dress was prepared by Mrs. Brown, and it was not a gift from my sleeping with others.

Miss Jessica and Mrs.Smith should not speak with on evidence. If I were someone else, I'm afraid she would have to sue you for slander."

The crowd looked at each other with embarrassment.

The face of Mr. And Mrs Smith turned red and then ghastly, like a palette of colors.

"I'm sorry for misunderstanding you."

Jessica put her hands down on her knees and sincerely apologized, "I'm just worried that you've gone astray, so please don't mind."

"If I say I mind it, I'm afraid I'll be called ungrateful again by someone."

Angela glanced at Lorenzo whose face was so red. Worrying that James might get impatient, Angela followed up in a hurry.

Jessica's pupils reflected and her eyes flashed when the two left side by side.

"Remember to take a detour when you see Angela again. If we're not around you, maybe she'll do something terrible to you."

Jessica's father admonished with a serious face.

Jessica sighed,

"Dad, how many times have you said that. I can even recite it."

"So why don’t you do as I said?"

Jessica's mother poked her forehead and talk to Lorenzo and Elva.

"Lorenzo, Elva, should you as parents take good care of your daughter?"

Without waiting for their answer, she continued.

“To be frank, if that murderer hurts my daughter again, I'm going to sue her and put her in jail for the rest of her life!