Greyson ran to Angela and tried to examine the wound on her leg, but he didn’t even know where to start.
His eyes turned red, and he glared at Lorenzo, saying word by word,
"You're fucking crazy!"
"You...... ahem!"
Lorenzo’s breath was heavy, as if it was going to stop in any minute.
“Are you okay, Lorenzo?"
Elva stood up with the pills in her hand, her red eyes were filled with sadness. She patted Lorenzo’s back and pleaded, "Angela, just leave."
Before Angela could answer, Greyson yelled first,
"This is a police station, not our family! She can come and go as will!
You’re all..."
"Brother, don't talk to... Madame like that."
Angela opened her eyes wide, trying not to let the tear rolling out of her eyes. She said with a hoarse voice, "I'm going to the hospital first."
Greyson looked at her leg and said with a frown.
"I'll give you a ride."
"Thanks, but I'll just take a taxi."
Angela said and shook her head. Then she stumbled out of the door under Elva's gaze.
Greyson stood up and was about to chase after her, but Luna tugged him back and said, "Dad and Mom would abuse Angela if you go with her."
"I listened to them and stopped hanging out with her, but they’ve never stopped abusing her."
Greyson cast a mocking glance at Lorenzo and Elva. Then he broke away from her and stormed out.
Luna wanted to keep up with him. But Lorenzo’s furious face and Elva’s red eyes made her hesitate and took a step back.
“Angela!”
Greyson strode over to catch up with Angela and tugged her. Then he said, "I'll take you back to the hospital."
Angela wiped the tears off her eyes and tried to cover her swollen cheeks in embarrassment. Her lips curled. "No, it would be easier if I get a taxi, you should just go back."
"I've been in the jail for over two hours, I'll go crazy if I stay any longer!"
Greyson looked at her tears and swollen cheeks. His heart ached so much that he directly picked her up by the waist and put her in the car.
Angela sat silently in the car, hands on her swollen face and eyes staring out of the window.
Obviously, her heart should’ve been numb since a long time ago, but she still felt unbearably heartbroken every time her parents did this to her.
"Angela, I’ll take you to a place where James can't find you."
Greyson suddenly said.
Angela shook her head and inclined her head to look at him, "What about Mom and Dad if you’re away with me?"
"What about them? Why do you still care for them after all that they've done to you?"
Greyson's words were full of anger. "I don’t care. Anyway, it’s not like James would kill them! We’re still living in a law-based society!"
Then the two fell in silent.
"I'll book the tickets and we'll go straight to the airport!"
With those words, Greyson pulled over and took out his phone. Then he started looking at the nearest flights.
"Mom and Dad did nothing wrong to you,"
Angela snatched his phone and interrupted. She lowered her eyes to hide her true feelings. Then she mumbled, "What about your wife and the two kids?"
Greyson was about to grab the phone, but he gave up upon hearing what she said. Now he seemed so struggling.
Angela then said, "You said it's a society under the rule of law and James wouldn’t dare to get anyone killed anyway.
It’s not like I’m going to die… so stop being so hasty and aggressive."
Angela said and tried to move her hair to cover her swollen cheeks.
Greyson looked at her leg and growled,
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