“James, you are such a good boss that you always protect your staff.”
Jessica’s eyes flashed and rolled her wheelchair to the table, “There is no wonder that so many people are willing to work for you.”
Since the table was higher than her wheelchair, she could barely get the teapot. Her hands trembled and then the boiling tea was spilled to Angela’s legs.
"Hiss!"
Since Angela’s uniform was very thin, the boiling tea was permeating into her flesh. She felt so painful that she took a breath back into her lungs, the cold sweat popping out from her forehead.
Her whole right leg was wet, because almost all the tea in the teapot was spilled on her. Jessica was so good at it.
James frowned. And his body had already left the seat. But he sat back into his chair after seeing the water had already been spilled on Angela, his hands on the table, indicating that he was agitated.
“Sorry, I did not hold the teapot firmly.”
Jessica put the teapot back on the table in panic, her red eyes filled with guilt. “Is it painful?
Sorry, I did not know it would happen. I would have been thirsty all the time if I knew such a thing would happen...”
James interrupted her with his cold voice, and said to Angela,
“Go to see a doctor. You do not need to come to work these days.”
“Thank...thank you, Mr. James.”
Angela expressed her gratefulness in a gentle voice, and she took a glance at the table while she was restraining herself from the pain, “Could you borrow... borrow me a tea cup?”
James became more frequent knocking on the table, and his voice conveyed some coldness, “Just go ahead.”
“Are you thirsty and do you want to drink some water?
Let me help you."
Jessica was so ashamed that her face flushed, so that she went to take the teapot.
Angela took an empty cup, restraining her urge to throw it to Jessica, “I am not thirsty.”
"Not thirsty?
So what do you need a teacup for?"
Jessica put the teapot back on the table and said worriedly,
“The water was boiling, hurry up and go to a hospital.”
Angela threw the tea cup on the floor while Jessica was pretending to care about her. She then took a fragment of it to make a hole on her trousers and split it.
Sssss!
Her trousers were split and the blisters were seen on her leg. The intertwining blisters and scars on her leg made it seem shocking.
If she did not split it right now, she would suffer more when the blisters became attached to her trousers.
James’s eyesight paused on the blisters and the scars. He stopped knocking the table. Not knowing why, his hands were trembling.
“I will pay for the broken tea cup later.”
Angela wiped the cold sweat which was flowing from her forehead, and tried hard to walk out.
There were old scars on her right leg, and it was burned by the boiling water right now. It made her slow and like a disabled when she was walking.
Her thin figure was reflected in James’s eyes. His frowned eyebrows were now spread, but his eyes became dimmer.
“You are hurt so badly that it was not convenient for you to go to the hospital by yourself. How about asking James to send someone to accompany you to the hospital?”
Jessica rolled her wheelchair fast to follow Angela and held her arms.
The more caring she was, the more disgusted Angela felt. “I do not need you to be so...”
When she saw James, she swallowed the word “hypocrytical”, which was going to pop out from her mouth, “I do not want to bother you so much. I will take a taxi.”
“It doesn’t matter. It is my fault, so I should send someone to accompany you to the hospital. It is me who hurt you.
If you keep refusing me, I will be more guilty about it.”
Jessica tool out her phone and pretended to call someone.
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