James lowered his eyes to avoid her hateful and disgusted gaze and said, "You know what to choose."
"Interesting." Angela sneered, her fists turning a little pale from overexertion, "James, the thing I regret most in my life is having loved you before!"
She turned around, pulled the door open and left.
Watching her figure disappearing slowly in his sight, James subconsciously raised his foot, but before he even stepped out, he retracted it.
Luna glanced towards the door for a few times, then said reluctantly,
"Mr. James, if you really love Angela, you should know how much it hurts for her to stay by your side. If I were you, I'd let her go."
"But you're not me." James said.
Luna looked at him with a complicated expression and said,
"Even Angela stopped loving you from a long time ago; you are still forcing her to stay with you?"
“Yes!” James did not hesitate to answer her.
He had never imagined his life without Angela, neither in the past nor now.
Luna sighed, and said with mixed emotions,
"That's not love at all, it's just selfishness!
Angela told me loving you is her biggest regret in life!"
James looked at her coldly, unmoved.
In fact, if it were not for the fact that Luna was Angela's sister-in-law, he would not even listen to this nonsense from her.
Luna glanced at him without another word, then pulled the door open and went out with an ashen look.
After Angela came out of James's ward, she met Roland.
There was a woman in gown standing next to him. With a cute face, she looked at him shyly and fascinated.
"Doctor Roland, thank you so much for treating my leg. My legs have always been in pain due to dancing. The pain has been there for a long time. If it were not for you, I would still have to suffer that pain."
Roland smiled, showing his deep dimples on his face, "It's just my duty as a doctor, Miss Fante is being too polite."
"I am truly grateful to you!"
The woman's voice was soft and gentle, "I'll be discharged soon, why don't we friend each other on social media, so I can treat you to dinner later."
The smile on Roland's face lightened a bit, “You are so polite that I am feeling embarrassed now."
Without waiting for the girl to say anything else, he suddenly looked at Angela and said,
“Oh, Miss Angela, where have you been?
Isn't it the time we made an appointment for your legs?"
Angela, “…”
"I got a little bored staying in the ward, so I walked around for a while." said Angela.
"Okay, I forgive you, but you can't do it next time. I have to shorten my time for a meal. My time is precious."
While Roland was talking, he already pushed her back into the ward.
Miss Fante was following the two and tried to say something else, but before she could enter the ward, the door snapped shut from inside, nearly hitting her nose.
“You reacted fast." Roland said as he closed the door.
Angela glanced at him and sat down on the hospital bed with red eyes, “You are a good actor, I almost really believed that."
"You are flattering me." Roland’s dimples popped up again, "But I'm not lying, when we ran into each other just now, I was coming for your leg."
Though it was still unpleasant between Angela and James, at least she was sure that he would not break her leg again, so the wish of healing the leg got lively.
"So, can you...... cure it?"
She was afraid to get her hopes up too high, but she could not manage to have no hopes either.
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