Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey novel Chapter 120

Angela couldn’t stand the soft girl nestling, and in the end, she was softhearted and agreed.

The trio walked together towards the ward. Raya’s entire body almost hanged on to Angela, chattering nonstop.

Sean glanced at the two several times, his face became worse, and finally, he walked over with an angry face and abruptly dragged Raya from Angela.

“What are you doing?”

Raya glared at him.

Sean pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and replied primly, “You’re so fat that you will hurt Angela.”

“!!!”

Raya’s eyes widened suddenly and she asked Angela nervously, “Is that true?”

Angela glanced at the man who was hostile, sighed slightly, and nodded.

Seeing this, Raya, a young and active girl instantly became depressed. She followed them with sighs and no longer hanged on to Angela with her whole body.

When the trio entered the ward, the bright and spacious room instantly became a bit more alive.

James was sitting on the hospital bed. His gaze crossed over Sean and landed on Angela, flickering, and then he retracted his gaze naturally, “What brings you here?”

“I, on behalf of the general public, come to see if you’re dead.”

Sean walked towards the table and sniffed at the thermos, “Where did you buy this chicken soup? It smells pretty good.”

The chicken soup in the bowl was untouched and still hot. Sean picked it up and took two sips, “It tastes good too.”

James looked askance at him, “A dog’s nose may not be better than yours.”

“Thanks for the compliment. It’s something you can’t be jealous of.”

Sean took two more sips as he spoke, “Why did I hear Gabriela say you almost stabbed an artery. You’re so cruel to yourself too, huh?”

James didn’t make a sound, but just lifted his eyes and looked at Angela.

As if she was aware of it, Angela lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze.

Taking in the small movements of the two, Sean put down the bowl in his hand, and said somewhat maliciously,

“Actually stabbing your lap doesn’t work as well as stabbing your penis. How do you...”

James’s gaze was so oppressive that Sean coughed and didn’t continue to say.

Raya, who had been cowering behind Angela, suddenly revealed her head and said some shocking words,

“Yes, a man’s penis hurt more than anywhere else. You don’t need to stab it but screw it yourself, then...!”

Sean walked up to her with an angry face and covered her mouth, “Shut up!”

Angela stood quietly at the side, not participating in their conversation.

“I have no intention of changing my sex.”

James glanced coolly at Sean, “If you want to change your sex, I’ll be happy to provide the funds for the surgery.”

He directly refused James’s “kindness” without even thinking about it.

The topic was over, and Raya shrank abashedly behind Angela again, whispering to her and complaining, “Every time the Iceberg smiles, I think nothing good is going to happen. When he doesn’t smile, I think nothing good is going to happen either.”

Angela hummed absently and looked at the ground intently.

Raya exaggeratedly shivered all over, wrapped her arms around her chest, and whispered, “Actually, it’s not appropriate to call him Iceberg. He still loves to smile, although his smile is quite fake...Oops, he is looking at me!!! Did he hear me talking about him?!!”

She jumped three feet high and crouched directly on the ground, her entire body hiding behind Angela.