Desperate Lovers

Chapter 13 I Will Stripe If Mr. Harvey Didn’t Show up

The on-lookers were shocked.

Felix changed his expression and looked at James, wondering why.

"James, what do you mean by doing that?" Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

James took back his long leg, and looked at Angela who was stunned and smiled.

"Didn't you say there was nothing to play?

Then you have something to play with now."

Only the one who fell into the pool knew how cold the water was in the winter, but no one dared to

speak.

Who was James? He was powerful enough to turn the whole City B upside down.

His social status was far higher than the on-lookers here.

It could be known from the name that he had power in hand instead of relying on his family.

Felix didn't dare to annoy James although his family wasn't just a small family.

Looking at Angela who was held by James in his arms, he realized something at once.

"She is yours. Sorry, it’s all my fault."

James didn't deny it, looking down at the table and casually raising a glass, "You said everyone was

just trying to have fun.

You can have fun the way you like. I am sorry to disturb you! As an apology, it’s all on my account."

"How can we do that."

"It's your birthday, so naturally I should pay the bill.

You guys have fun, I'll come up later."

After saying that, he embraced Angela and turned to head out, ignoring Felix's reaction.

The guests behind him were extremely shocked.

The one in the pool didn’t dare to say anything until they disappeared from the rooftop. Then he

shouted,

"Fuck, just pull me up."

Playfulness soon resumed around them, while Felix stared at the half-packed bottle of wine which

Angela had packed, his face was terribly cold.

Angela was tugged into the elevator by James clutching her shoulder.

When the door was closed, she was flung aside like a piece of trash by him. She subconsciously held

onto the elevator wall due to her injured legs.

James looked at her and smiled sarcastically.

"If I hadn't come, what would you do next?

Striptease in public?

Will you!”

“I...”

In fact, before James came, she already had the answer.

However he came just in time. After a pause, she bowed her head and said.

"If you’re not here, I'll take off my clothes."

James frowned and said in a extremely cold tone.

"Maybe the man was right about what he just said.

Angela, you're such a slut!

If I don't come, are you planning to hook up with a rich guy to get yourself out of here?

Will you!”

“Yes.”

She clutched her fingers, shaking slightly.

“Isn't that what you want?

I’m an attempted murderer, abandoned by my family, ostracized by my co-workers, and trampled on by

everyone.

Telling me to take off my clothes is just a small thing and my future days are going to be like this. Who

can I count on to save me over and over again?"

When she spoke, her eyes were slightly red, but she didn't cry.

It was obviously a familiar look, but there was a decadent beauty.

James looked at her as if something had pricked him in the chest, not painful, but uncomfortable.

“What are you saying?”

She decided to say anything she wanted.

"You all say I ruined Jessica, but... she actually ruined me.

You like her, so you try your best to let me pay the debts.

But what about me?

What about my debt?

My whole life is ruined because of her.

I wanted to kill myself but I dared not do that because I was afraid that you would be enraged and hurt

my family.

Because... this is a world to you but a hell to me."

The words were all from her heart.

James suddenly thought of the day when she was released from prison. There was blankness in her

eyes. He thought of something.

"What would you do if you hadn't met me that day?"

She didn't speak.

The light in the elevator were dim which gave him the illusion that she could disappear at any moment.

Raising an eyebrow, James clasped her slender wrist and said angrily.

“Tell me!"

Angela felt painful and struggled, but ir didn't work, so she simply gave up.

"If I hadn't met you, I would kill myself!

Are you satisfied?"

Forced to reveal the secret that had been in her heart all along, Angela's entire body felt like it had

been emptied of its strength, leaning helplessly against the cold metal wall behind her.

She tried to hold back her tears but it didn’t work. She cried sadly.