Desperate Lovers

Chapter 181 Forced by them

After that, Angela turned around and was about to go outside. James called her, "No necessary."

After a pause, he asked,

"Is it so difficult for you to feed me once?"

"It's not hard, I just don't want to."

Angela gave him an expressionless look and sat on the hospital bed, taking small sips of her soup.

James took her indifference and disgust in his eyes, his eyes darkened a bit, and his mouth was faintly

bitter.

It took nearly half an hour for Julia to come back. And she explained, "I ate something bad, and

suffered from a stomachache. I have been in the toilet for a long time."

She stayed here for a while, then found an excuse to leave. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Shortly after Julia left, Angela received a message from her,

“Angela, are you going to Timothy’s wedding ceremony?”

Thinking about what she had agreed to do with Raya, Angela returned a "yes."

Julia quickly replied with two messages.

“Timothy almost killed you, but now she is about to marry into a rich family and live a good life from

now on, will you feel comfortable there ?”

“I have some good stuff about Timothy, I'll send it to you later, you should be interested.”

Looking at the message from Julia, Angela pulled her lips sarcastically.

James was lying next to her on the companion bed, and he could see the change in her expression.

His eyes deepened a bit, and his throat tightened slightly.

She was not the same as she used to be, and she changed a lot.

Angela didn't reply and tossed her phone aside.

But soon, her phone vibrated a few times. Julia sent her a few short videos.

She frowned and looked at the picture on the short videos. She wanted to reply to Julia, but she

accidentally clicked on one of the videos.

"Ah ... mmm ... don't stop ... Rowan, deeper ... faster ..."

The sound of flesh slapping and woman's tangled panting sound came out at once, Angela shrank her

pupils, stunned, and quit the short video immediately.

The ward was quiet again as if nothing had happened.

Angela didn't know what she was thinking, but she subconsciously looked over at James who was on

the side and bumped right into his sight.

The bottom of his eyes was dark, and he looked at her with an inexplicable look.

"Someone secretly took a video of Timothy having sex with a man."

Angela frowned and said.

James gave a faint “emm.”

Angela looked at him and wondered if he believed it.

She pursed her lips, and her face was not quite good when she withdrew her gaze.

“That's all. I think it should be useful to you.”

Another message from Julia.

Angela’s eyes flickered, with disappointment, sarcasm, and self-deprecating.

She snorted lightly and replied to Julia.

“You were true to Michael and sacrifice so much for him, yet he broke up with you and slept with other

women.

And a woman like Timothy is pregnant with Mr. Lewis's child and will soon marry into a rich family, are

you jealous?”

Timothy had a grudge with Julia and was about to get married recently. After Julia confirmed that

Angela would go to the wedding, she sent these videos to her intentionally

Beep…

“You always speak so bluntly, and sometimes I don't know how to respond.”

It was equivalent to an affirmative answer.

Angela snorted softly, and a flicker of sadness appeared in her eyes.

Perhaps it was the same as what Julia said, human were complicated, and innocent feelings were too

rare. But maybe waht Jessica had done hurt her too much, and she couldn't accept this kind of

friendship that was mixed with interests and selfishness.

She would rather be alone than with such friends!

“What’s wrong?”

James frowned invisibly and asked.

Angela turned her head and glanced at him, and quickly gathered the excess emotions, and said

indifferently,

"Nothing."

Beep…

“Angela, to be honest, I've been working with Timothy for two years now, and we've always been at

odds. Otherwise, I wouldn't have secretly taken these videos of her.

I sent you the video with my intention, as you said. But I didn't lie to you either. I did feel angry for you

and wanted to punish Timothy.”

Angela lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

She tossed her phone aside and didn't look at Julia's message anymore, nor did she reply to her.

“You said you could meet all my conditions as long as I don’t leave you?"

After a long while, Angela asked with a slightly hoarse voice.

James didn't answer but asked rhetorically.

"Do you want to ruin Timothy's wedding and ruin her reputation, or do you want to sue her and put her

in jail?"

Hearing this, Angela paused slightly. Then her brow furrowed, and her face did not look good.

It was a bad feeling to have her mind seen at a glance as if she was standing naked before him and

letting him look at her without any privacy.

“For someone like Timothy, even if you ruin her wedding and make her notorious, it won't affect her."

"And if you sue Timothy, she will be detained for negligence for a few years at most. After all, she

doesn't know that keeping you on the roof will cause your old illness. Either of them is a good choice."

Before saying the words "old illness," James stopped slightly.

But it was so short that Angela could barely feel it if she didn't pay attention.

Angela tightened her lips and didn't make a sound.

"Give me those videos and I'll take care of the rest."

James said in a deep voice.

Angela knew better than anyone about his tormenting methods. If Timothy fell into his hands, she

would be worse living than death.

But, "No, thanks! I'll take care of my own business."

She got up with an ugly face. She slowly walked out of the ward, and met Roland who had hurried over.

She didn't look at the way, and he walked too fast. They nearly bumped into each other, but fortunately,

Roland stopped in time.

"I'm sorry I cannot come earlier, because I've been busy, Miss Angela."

Roland said.

Angela tugged at the corner of her lips, "Dr. Roland, you are too polite."

The two were not familiar with each other at first. However, she knew Auntie Susan, who happened to

be Dr. Roland's elder aunt.

Roland raised his wrist and looked at the time, then said with a smile,

“It is half past six, I'm off work too.

Why don't you change your clothes and come home with me, Miss Angela?”

“Ok, please wait for a moment, Dr. Roland."

It was only then that Angela remembered they had made an appointment, and would go to Dr. Roland's

house for dinner together.

Roland nodded, and Angela went back to the ward, taking her clothes and going to the bathroom to

change.

"Going home for dinner with Dr. Roland?"

The door wasn't closed tightly just now, and James heard the conversation between the two.

He frowned and quickly unfolded his brows.

Ignoring him, Angela went into the bathroom with her clothes in her arms, closing the door behind her

and locked it.

James looked at the closed door and pursed his lips, his face covered in gloom.

He tried to move, but he was a common man, and he couldn't move under the influence of anesthetics.

He tilted his head slightly and saw Roland's figure along with the doorway, and there was slight

indescribable boredom at his heart.

The bathroom door soon opened, and Angela wore a long dress with a camel-colored coat over it. Her

hair was tied up and looked refreshed.

“Cancel it, I'll go with you some other time."

James frowned and said.