Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 167

“Sorry.”

Feeling fiery pain in the small of his stomach, James wiped the cold sweat from his head and said obscurely with difficulty.

Hearing this, Greyson nearly jumped up from the bed. Jam ... James was apologizing to Angela?

He knew he wronged Angela for that car accident?

"I can't afford an apology from Mr. James, and I don't need it."

Angela mocked with trembling fingers.

"You know it was a misunderstanding, now can you get me out of the Dream Club?"

James said with an ”em.”, her angry and fear-filled face reflected in his pupils. And his heart seemed to be stabbed with needles, one by one, which was not fata but painful to bear. Like ... Was this the feeling of like someone?

It didn't seem to be the same as what Sean had said, and instead of making him pleasant, it made him bitter.

After getting a definite answer, Angela's tense body finally eased a little. Angela didn't look at James again, and jumped off the hospital bed and walked quickly in the direction of the elevator.

She didn't want to see James for one more second!

“Angela!”

What happened between Angela and James made Greyson confused. And looking at Angela's increasingly distant back, he propped his hands on the transfer bed and tried to get out.

Luna held him down and gave him a stern glare, "You stay here in peace!"

James pursed his lips and clutched the hospital gown with more force. He lifted his feet and took a step forward. But he frowned and retreated again, as his heart was pressed by a thousand pounds load.

"Miss Angela is in a very unstable mood now. If Mr. James is really thinking about her, you’d better avoid meeting her during this period." Roland said.

James glanced at him faintly, and his eyes showed hostility that he hadn't noticed. And then he gave a slightly muffled sound, "Please keep me informed about Angela's leg, Dr. Roland. If there is anything you need, feel free to mention it to me."

"Mr. James, you are neither my employer nor my superior, so there is no need for me to reveal Miss Angela's privacy to you. Excuse me for now."

Roland nodded slightly at James before pushing Greyson away with Luna.

James looked down at the hospital gown in his hand, his eyes flashing.

Then, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced in the direction that Angela had left. And then, with a pale face, he took small steps towards the elevator, covering his lower belly, and went into the ward.

Angela returned to the hospital room, and locked the door with a slam. Then she leaned against the door and slid down onto the floor.

The suit jacket on her body had an aggressive aura, the same as its owner James.

She licked her dry lips, unbuttoned the suit, and tossed his suit jacket onto the floor.

Angela stared at the customized handmade suit on the ground, stood up abruptly, and stomped on the suit jacket.

Bare feet did not cause any substantial damage to the suit jacket, so she put on her shoes and added a few more stomps.

It wasn't until the suit jacket had shoe prints all over that she bent down to pick it up, walked over to the window and dropped it out without hesitation.

Knock, knock, knock!

When the knock on the door sounded up, Luna's voice came through the door, "Angela, it's me, open the door."

Angela wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes, "I'm so tired today, I want to have a rest now. Luna, go and take care of my brother."

"Are you crying?" Luna said eagerly, with worries in her voice.

"Angela, if you have anything uncomfortable, please tell me. Don't hold it in your heart."