Desperate Lovers

Chapter 155 Engraved in the Bones

After noticing Auntie Susan's slightly bizarre gaze, James withdrew his gaze as if nothing had

happened and looked out the window with a calm demeanor, as if that weird person from a second ago

was not him.

"...um.”

Angela hesitated before agreeing, "I know what’s right to do."

Auntie Susan still did not think she was very reliable, so she was not quite relieved.

However, her sister-in-law, Roland's mother, had already been bombarding her with more than twenty

consecutive messages in five minutes, so she could only rush over with Roland to pick her up.

The moment the door shut was the moment the ward immediately fell silent.

The atmosphere was slightly weird as Angela was sitting on the hospital bed, looking down at the

ground silently, and James was looking at her silently too.

"Want more soup?"

After ten minutes or so, James walked over to the table and broke the silence.

Still with her head down, Angela said detachedly,

"No, thanks, Mr. James."

The ward got silent again.

"If Mr. James doesn't have anything else to do here, please leave. I want to take a nap for a while."

Angela clutched the sheets, glanced up at him, then quickly lowered her head again.

James walked over to her bed and lifted her chin up with his long fingers, "You seem to love that

excuse."

“You misunderstood me. It’s not an excuse."

Angela stood up and stepped back a few steps to stay away from James, but she still was keeping her

head down, “Sick people are more likely to feel tired and sleepy easily, Mr. James."

Still feeling that slippery texture of her chin on his fingertips, James naturally pursed his fingers, then

took a few steps forward to shorten the distance between them, and into her personal zone.

"What else is wrong with you besides the pulmonary edema and your leg?"

He bent slightly, his eyes on the scar on the side of her eyebrow, and felt a pain at his heart, as if there

were pins sticking on it.

Maybe ...... he was really so into her? Just like what Jessica, Sean and his mother said?

They were so close to each other that when Angela lifted her eyelids, her eyelashes would scrap his

face, and she could feel the hot air he exhaled on her face.

“Whether I have other disease of not, it's none of Mr. James’s business."

Angela stepped back once again to keep a distance from him till she hit the wall and leaned against it.

She looked at him and this time, she was going to kick him right out directly, "I'm going to rest, Mr.

James should go back."

"Angela."

James's eyes deepened as he took a few steps forward, braced his right hand on her side and called

out to her with a slightly colder tone.

Angela licked her dry lips. The cold wall behind and his hot body in front made her quite uncomfortable.

As she looked up at his indifferent handsome face, her heart skipped a beat.

Even though she did not want to admit it, she was truly afraid of him.

Even though her reasoning told her not to be afraid, her body remembered the pain he gave her.

Her fear for him had become a thing that was engrained in her bones.

Clip-clop.

At that exact moment, the door opened.

"Angela, I've come to see you, are you feeling better?"

Raya hopped in with flowers in hands. Upon seeing the two almost hugging together in the room, she

felt surprised and incredulous at first, but soon, her face blushed like a tomato.

James turned his head to look at her, straightened himself up, and then turned his whole body to face

her.

Angela, on the other hand, just pursed her lips, then walked to the hospital bed in a few steps and sat

down.

"You ...... you ......"

Raya was blushing like a tomato, looking at them with flashing eyes. As her face reddened even more,

she gritted her teeth and said to James,

"I'm here to see Angela today, you ...... you go and take a cold shower!"

James did not quite understand what she meant for a moment, so he just frowned without making a

sound.

"It's not like what you think."

Angela rubbed her forehead and said in a coarse voice, "Mr. James and I were just talking about

something."

When she finished, she pointed at the full hospital gown she was wearing, then at her neck and her dry

lips.

With James’ gaze moving with her movements, his eyes flickered and his Adam’s apple rolled up and

down uncontrollably.

"Oh..." Raya responded in a long tone, cautiously glanced at James, then walked in small steps to the

bed and pouted as she delivered the flowers to Angela, "I wish you could get out of your misery soon!"

As the words fell, she had already darted back to the door and stood close to it.

With a pale face, she looked unusually nervous.

Angela got speechless.

Ignoring Raya's trepidation, James walked randomly to the bedside, took the flowers in Angela's hands

and put them on the table.

"Ouch!" Suddenly, someone pushed the door, and Raya, who was leaning against the door, nearly fell

on the floor.

Sean walked in carrying fruits. Upon seeing his decrepit looking apprentice at the door, he could not

help laughing, "What are you doing standing at the door?"

"The big iceberg is there too, scary as hell!"

Raya shrank back and whispered.

"Master, get him out of here. I can't even talk to Angela with him around. Awww~"

Sean rubbed her head and said helplessly,

"How old are you? Why are you still making this kind of childish sounds?"

"I just want to!"

Raya said stubbornly.

Sean shook his head and laughed, "One punch to kill the ‘pretending-to-be-cute monster’."

Then, under her exasperated gaze, he walked into the ward, put the fruit basket on the table, and

asked Angela on the bed, "Raya has been whispering in my ear about Miss. Angela every day. Are you

feeling better now?"

“Yes, thanks." said Angela.

"That's great!"

Hearing this, Raya smiled, and before her little tiger teeth showed up, she restrained her smile and

grumbled with a frown,

"I wanted to come right away when you had the accident, but my master said that James did not let

visitors in because it is not good for your health!"

Hearing that, Angela subconsciously looked at James, only to find that he was also looking at her, their

eyes colliding with each other in the air.

When James stayed still, Angela withdrew her gaze first, her face not pleasant.

Would James care about her health?

She was really confused about what he was thinking right now!

Was it because that he did not want her to die so easily like this?

"I'm so close to you, how could I possibly make you angry?"

Raya crossed her arms, her cheeks bulging with anger, “In my opinion, the one who is the most

unqualified to visit you is Mr. James, who ......"

Sean pushed up his glasses with a smile, pulled Raya into his arms, and covered her mouth, "This little

girl speaks without thinking ahead, but she means no offense."

"She is not young anymore. You being so protective all the time might cause some trouble."

James said faintly.

Hearing this, Raya was so angry that her eyes glared widely open and wanted to say something, but

with her mouth covered, she could only make a whimpering sound.

"I'm around to clean up her messes, am I not?"

Sean was bitten by Raya and got hurt so badly, but all he did was raising his eyebrows slightly.

A sense of incomprehension flashed under James's eyes, but he said nothing after opening his mouth.

He did not quite understand Sean's excessive protection of Raya. If it was him, even if he liked

someone a lot, he would not act like him anyway.

He could not be there for her all the time or do everything to protect her, so it was far better for her to

grow on her own than relying on him for everything. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

He frowned slightly at this thought. It seemed that the word “like” always jumped into his mind

lately.