Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 20

She looked up at him, "Don't worry, even if I die, you and your sister won't be invited to the funeral.

I don't ever want to see you two again in my life."

"Angela,"

Danis clutched the ointment tightly, his light eyes were cold, "You're the one who did the wrong thing, not me or Jessica."

Even if they wouldn’t meet, it should be because he and Jessica didn't want to see her, not the other way around.

Angela sneered, with no other expression but a little sarcasm.

"It was a mistake for me to come here.

People like you who know your mistake but refused to change deserve whatever you get, not to mention kneeling for two hours, kneeling for two days and two years are reasonable!"

Danis turned to the elevator and threw the ointment into the dustbin.

The ointment collided with the dustbin and made an unpleasant sound, making the atmosphere in the hallway more depressing.

The supervisor blushed furiously and was about to punish her when a door to a box opened and a head showed up, "Cleaner, come here. Someone vomited."

"Yes, sir.”

Angela took her cleaning tools and went inside the room.

The smell of cigarettes, alcohol, women's perfume and the sour smell of vomit were mixed together in the room, and Angela could barely breathe.

"Excuse me."

She said, taking the rag to the coffee table and couch which were stained with a large amount of vomitus.

The clear, beautiful female voice was particularly obvious in a smoky haze, and several men who were flirting with the woman looked at her.

"I thought it was an old woman, but it's a pretty girl!"

"The face is pretty, but I can't see the body.

How about you take off your clothes and show it to me. If it’s good, can you be my woman from now on?"

"Are you blind, this body is absolutely perfect!

“Beauty, be my woman, you'll definitely make more money than working here!"

Some men said something filthy.

Angela turned a deaf ear to their word, and took a rag to clean up the vomitus.

The sticky feeling of the rag on her hands and the sour, rotten smell under her nose made her stomach churn. She gritted her teeth to bear it.