"James," Angela turned her head to look at him with blank eyes, "I chased after you for ten years, but these two years and one month in prison have worn out all my love for you."
She laughed with self-mockery and said with tears, "Even if I knew that you broke my legs and threw me in prison for my own good at that time, my love for you wouldn't come back..."
"It doesn't matter." James seemed to be calm but the veins on his neck exposed his anxiety, "I will chase you this time. If one year doesn't work, then I will chase you for ten years or a lifetime."
Complex emotions appeared in Angela's eyes, "James, we simply do not fit! You let me go, okay..."
The Bentley turned violently into a side lane and then braked to a stop on the sidewalk.
James pulled the handbrake and leaned over to circle her in the passenger seat. With his hawk-like gaze locked on her, he said, "Don't ever think about leaving me again, not in this lifetime!"
He cupped her chin and forced her to look at him, "You came to me first and stole my heart, and now you want to run away? No way!"
"James!" Angela put her hands on his chest and pushed him hard.
Her resistance infuriated James, so he directly lowered his head to kiss her with his hands on her chin. The soft feeling of her lips calmed her down. Then he kissed her enthusiastically.
His kiss was fierce. Angela tried desperately to avoid him but failed. Every time she dodged away, he would come closer to press her and kiss her.
Her lips were hot, her tongue was numb from his sucking, and she was pinned to the seat, unable to move a bit.
There were a lot of passers-by on the sidewalk. With the eye-catching Bentley, many people turned over and looked at the two making out in the car with strange eyes.
When they finally stopped, Angela blushed. The anger in her eyes added to her charm. James breathed much more rapidly than usual. Seeing how charming Angela was now, he couldn't help but feel turned on.
He tried to drive the suspicious hatred at the corner of her mouth and straightened up. And he said with a hoarse voice tinged with desire, "Don't say anything about leaving me again."
"I still have a grudge in my heart." Angela frowned, "Aren't you worried that all the good you do for me is wasted when you kept me around like this?"
James restarted the car, "Were you worried that I wouldn't like you when you sent me those presents?"
"That's different." Angela froze for a while and finally said.
James didn't argue with her, he just said, "Don't think of it as a burden. I'm willing to treat you well. No favor owed. As long as you don't leave me, you can do whatever you want."
"You don't need to waste time on me." Angela said, "We are even now. You don't owe me anything, or rather, I owe you a favor. With your condition, you can find a perfect wife."
James said with a slight frown, "Other women are not you no matter how perfect they are."
"I would have been happy to hear you say that earlier." Angela turned her head to look out the window at the scenery that flew by.
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