"I'm already up. It's okay to go down to have breakfast." Angela asked, "Where are my sister-in-law and the children?"
Greyson spoke to her, but looked at James, "They are not up yet and will have breakfast later."
After saying that, he looked at James' hand around Angela's waist and frowned, biting back the words he would like to have said.
"You go to eat first. I'll go upstairs and change clothes." Greyson spoke to Angela, then snorted heavily at James and walked upstairs.
When they entered the dining room, Lorenzo and Elva had already arrived. Lorenzo put on a long face while Elva had red, puffy eyes and a miserable look.
"I am just going to go up to get you guys for breakfast, and you come down!" As soon as he saw them, Lorenzo immediately put on a smile.
He stood up and pulled out a chair for James.
James didn't sit down, but let Angela sit down.
Lorenzo's smile froze for a moment. But soon, he pulled out a chair again, "I don't know what you like to eat. So, I prepared a lot. If there's nothing you like, I'll have someone buy some."
"Thank you." James answered indifferently and sat down on a chair, offering Angela some dishes she favored.
Greyson changed his clothes and entered the dining room, pulled out the chair next to Angela and sat down.
Seeing that James offered Angela a lot of dishes, he also took every dish she favored for her on the table.
Angela knew he was still angry, and didn't say anything.
"Greyson, don't be so ridiculous!" Lorenzo reprimanded him, then looked at James, and said gently, "James, it was Elva's fault last night. But she was just worried about you and Angela. She bore no ill will. Please forgive her."
Elva wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, "I was inconsiderate last night. But it has nothing to do with Angela. James, you can blame me. Please don't... embarrass Angela."
James ate unhurriedly, occasionally offered Angela some food, and did not respond.
"What are you saying!" Lorenzo said, "You did that for their own good. James is so good to Angela. How can he blame you and Angela? Right, James?"
James swallowed and wiped the corners of his mouth, which wasn't stained, with a tissue, "I've just recently found that I hate those who act recklessly under the pretext of being good for me."
Lorenzo laughed in embarrassment, "This is indeed Elva's fault. But she is your elder after all. Why don't you forgive her this time?"
"Elva gave me an aphrodisiac this time. What about next time?" James said lightly, "It's really a horrible thing."
He did not relent. Lorenzo's expression changed and his face was ugly.
Angela put down her chopsticks, clutched the corner of her coat, and turned to say, "My mom..."
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