Keep you in my arms novel Chapter 208

Why did she still feel sorry for him when he treated her like this? Didn't she wish him to die?

She closed her eyes but tears streamed down more fiercely.

On the other side, Chuck raised his fist and wanted to punch Edward again, but he saw that Edward was staring at Angela and all his defenses and counterattacks were cancelled. Chuck's fist stopped in the air. He looked back at Angela and found her crying.

She kept her eyes on Edward, trembling with tears. Her delicate appearance made Chuck heart ache. He wished he could punch Edward a few more times, but he didn't want her to be sad. So he put down his fist and stood up in anger.

Lying on the ground, Edward took a few deep breaths before he stood up. He walked up to Angela and said, "Come home with me."

She just cried and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Edward reached out to hold her wrist. She didn't refuse and let him take her away.

Watching the two leaving, Chuck leaned against the wall wearily. He raised his head and for a while pulled the corners of his mouth with self-mockery.

At the Glory City International Garden, in the apartment, Edward was sitting on the sofa, and Angela applied medicine for him.

Occasionally, she used too much strength, which would make him squint in pain, but he didn't say anything. The corners of his eyes and mouth were bruised, which made him feel pain.

Angela put down the medicine and said, "I'll call Mom, in case she gets worried."

"Okay." He watched her take the phone and leave, his eyes following her.

Angela briefly explained and hung up the phone. She turned around and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

Edward was lost in thought. When she looked back at him, he was stunned. Then he nodded and said, "Okay."

After Angela finished washing, Edward also went into the bathroom. Angela was lying on the bed, so tired, but she was not sleepy at all. She heard the sound of water in the bathroom. After a while, the sound of water stopped and she heard the hairdryer. More than ten minutes later, she felt he went to bed and hugged her from behind.

The fragrance of the shower gel lingered around the two people. This kind of intimacy between them was very familiar!

Angela didn't open her eyes. Edward rubbed at her neck and said softly, "You cried just now because of me."

She kept silent.

"I'm very happy." He smiled sweetly like a child who had got his own candy.

The room was silent, but he was very satisfied.

After a while, her red lips moved. "Edward..."

Hearing her soft voice, he shivered, "Hmm?"

"I hope I can do it as soon as possible..." Get rid of him as soon as possible.

Sooner... What?

He stared at her, confused. She turned around and looked at him eyes. Her eyes were red and swollen like walnuts, and there was a trace of sadness in them, but they were also full of clam. "Have a child. You want a child, and I want freedom."

So, did she want to leave him as soon as possible?

His heart twitched and he stared at her. The softness in his eyes instantly turned into anger, and her shoulders were scratched painfully by him.

"I asked for it. I shouldn't have entered your room. " All of this might be her fate. Since she could not resist, she had no choice but to adapt and get out of the bitter sea as soon as possible.

Was she so painful to be with him?

Edward was still immersed in anger and unwillingness, and Angela had taken off her clothes voluntarily. For many times, he longed for her to take the initiative, but when he saw the indifference on her face, he was angry from nowhere.

She wrapped around his neck with her bare arms, but he stared at her coldly all the time. She leaned over, he turned his face away and pushed her away from him.

He got out of bed, put on a thin coat and walked out. Without looking back, he said, "You can sleep first."