Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey novel Chapter 141

James held the phone tightly, and said indifferently,

"Do you know why?"

"...Yes, I do."

His voice was getting softer and lighter, "His aunt's name is Susan, and she has been a servant in the Chante family for several years. She has told a lot about you and Miss Angela to Dr. Roland. So his impression of you is...not good. "

It was not 'not good', but 'very bad'. He just didn't dare to say.

James lifted his eyes and did not comment about it. Instead, he said,

"Give me Auntie Susan's current address and contact information."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

At this time--

BANG! Hearing the sound of the door opening, James subconsciously turned to look at the door of the ward.

Julia turned her back to James, grabbed the doorknob, half of her body stretching out of the door, and said goodbye to Angela, "I will see you again tomorrow. If Mr. James comes to you, you have to treat him as a cabbage, and don't be angry at him. The doctor said you can't get emotional, is that clear? "

James looked at Angela on the hospital bed through the crack in the door. Two years ago, her cheeks had childish roundness. Now, she looked less childish with a kind of indescribable charm. Her cheeks had sunken in, and her features were very prominent and beautiful.

But... it made him feel tight in his chest.

Was he distressed? Distressed because he was in love?

Angela noticed him. With her brows frowned, she just glanced at him, and then her eyes moved away with a panic, as if she saw something she shouldn't be looking at.

James clearly saw her reaction. There was more pain and itching in his stuffy chest, as if tiny needles were piercing his heart again and again.

Not fatal, but hard to bear.

He didn't know if it was the "like" Sean mentioned. Because he had never been in love before, he didn't know what it means to "like” someone. He only knew that when Angela was by his side every day before she turned 18, he had never had such an uncomfortable experience.

Without hearing Angela's reply for a long time, Julia curled her lips, "Angela, did you hear what I said? What if Mr. James..."

"Mr. James, when did you become so voyeuristic?"

Angela interrupted Julia's words, her gaze falling on James behind her. Her indifferent voice vaguely tinged with a bit of mockery.

“!”

Julia's pupils shrank abruptly, twitching underneath the corner of her left eye a few times, and followed Angela's gaze stiffly. The color on her face alternated between colorful, blue, white and red.

She swallowed and said sardonically,

"Mr...Mr. James, you haven't left yet? What... what a coincidence!"

At the end, she giggled and had no idea where to put her hands.

Luckily, she had just said 'treat Mr. James as a cabbage' and not 'Just as Mr. James is farting' ... But the situation didn't seem to be any better now.

"Recently." James looked at Angela and said.

Angela frowned, avoiding his gaze.

Julia stood awkwardly between them, feeling uncomfortable anywhere, from her head, arms, legs, buttocks to back. She glanced at James secretly, as if she was being roasted in an oven.

"Julia." Angela looked at Julia's pale face and shouted.

Julia turned to look at her, crying without tears, "What's wrong?"

"I have something to talk to Mr. James alone, so please go back first."

Angela said as she licked her dry lips.

Listening to this, Julia quickly rejoiced if she was pardoned.

"I'll leave first then!"