Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 182

Angela threw her hospital gown onto the bed, and walked over to his bedside. Then she almost touched his face and sneered,

"You just said if I don’t leave you, you will meet all my conditions, and did you regret it so soon?"

Such an arrogant and cocky attitude was just who she was years ago.

They were so close that their breath entwined with each other. James's pupils reflected her figure. While the bottom of his heart was a bit bitter, and the chill in his body dissipated a bit.

For the first time, he realized that the little girl who always followed him around and said she would marry him was grown up and beautiful.

But the scar at the end of her eyebrow stung a little.

His gaze made Angela feel uncomfortable, and she taunted,

“Speechless?"

The sudden warm touch on her lips made her swallow the rest of her words. Her pupils shrank slightly, and she was stunned for a while.

James stretched out his tongue to lick her just now?

Slap!

After realizing what had happened, Angela instinctively slapped James and took a few steps back with a cold face.

She rubbed the lips that he had touched and stared at him.

"What's going on?"

Hearing the movement inside, Roland opened the door and walked in.

Angela stared angrily at James. He didn't seem to have any problems, except that his face was not happy.

And a clear slap mark surfaced on the his handsome face, and the loud sound just now should have been the sound of him being slapped.

"Nothing."

James said with a faint expression,

"My girlfriend is just getting angry."

Roland raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his head to look at Angela.

"Let's go."

Angela didn't say anything else, wiped her lips with a sullen face, and strode out.

Roland followed her and walked out. But after only two steps, James called out, "My girlfriend is angry. She may not speak very well. So Dr. Roland, take it easy."

"Don't worry, Mr. James, I don't have many virtues, but I have a good temper."

Roland smiled and went out of the ward.

Angela waited for him at the door. After seeing him coming out, she walked towards the elevator.

"If you are in a bad mood, it's better for you to speak it out. Keeping it bottled up will cause problems."

Roland said.

Angela was a little distracted, "Thanks for your concern, Dr. Roland. I'll pay attention.

Seeing that she wasn't listening at all, Roland sighed lightly and didn't say any more.

DING!

The elevator doors opened. And several people were already standing inside.

A few doctors and nurses were also inside, and they greeted Roland with a smile.

Roland smiled and responded one by one, gesturing for Angela to go in first. After Angela entering the elevator, he followed, get in, and pressed the close button.

"Is this Dr. Roland's girlfriend?"

Someone asked, "She is beautiful!"

Without waiting for Roland to answer, the other people teased.

"Dr. Roland, you and your girlfriend are good- looking, your child will be beautiful, why don't we make a baby marriage?"

Roland was worried that Angela would be too embarrassing and said quickly.

"If I could have a girlfriend as pretty as Miss Angela, my mother would have to wake up with a smile in her dreams!"

Angela smiled at a few people, "Hello guys, I'm Dr. Roland's patient."

A few people then understood the misunderstanding, and one of them was quite sad, "Is Miss Angela single?

You stand together so much as a husband and wife, don’t you think about being together?

"A few days ago you said I was a good match for Miss Milana, and now it's changed ... hey, are women all so fickle, Agnes?"

Roland sighed, "Or am I handsome to match anyone?"

Agnes smiled, "Of course it's because you're so handsome."