Desperate Lovers

Chapter 316 Miss Smith Told Me to Do So

All she had said was made up, but with that, James's eyes got duller.

At first, that idea had literally existed in his mind, but he learned later his grandpa would never like him

as much as he liked Ralphie.

With no reply for a time, Lawson turned his back to Angela and reprimanded, "I asked you if you are

pregnant, why are you rambling nonsensically?"

"I am. I ... I dare not to lie to you again," Angela answered. "If you doubt it, you can order someone to

buy a pregnancy test kit, then let Dalilah see ... see me testing."

Dalilah had been his intimate maid since a few decades ago. Even if he didn't believe in his children,

there's no way he would distrust Dalilah.

As those words reached her ears, Dalilah said: "I presume it doesn't look like the child was telling a lie.

My lord, it doesn't take long to have a text. I suggest you may allow her to do it, lest you will regret it

someday."

"Regret? How can it be possible for me?" In contrary to his words, Lawson consented.

Dalilah took the chance to offer to bind up Angela's wound, which gained Lawson's nod as well.

Before the servants could take action, James trotted to his room, took out a first aid box, and bound up

Angela's wound briskly.

Alcohol got to the wound, causing a muscle contraction on Angela's arm, and on the end of her nose,

drops of cold sweat were oozing.

"Does it hurt?" James looked up and asked.

Angela replied shaking her head, "It doesn't matter."

"Keeping a medicine chest and binding up the wound skillfully, have you ever intended to be a doctor?"

Lawson remarked with a good deal of sarcasm.

James didn't turn his head: "Having gotten beaten almost every day, yet without nobody to ask for

treatment, I had to learn myself."

Her voice was loud like he was talking about something insignificant.

But the people listening got touched. Angela opened her mouth but said nothing.

Lawson paused as his expression changed swiftly. He then snorted, "Blame it on your biological

grandma!"

It's really agile of the servants in the Harvey's family, and not before long, they came back with

pregnancy test kits and other equipment needed.

Dalilah led Angela to the restroom. After a few rounds of tests, there's no doubt that Angela was

pregnant.

Before Lawson could flare up, Angela kneeled on the ground and cried in fear: "Last time I ... I lied to

you only for my safety, and now I am absolutely ... absolutely honest to you. Please forgive ... me, I

swear I will take good care of the baby ...."

Lawson sat on the sofa, looking down at her irresolutely. He didn't make a clear response of forgiving

her or not, neither did he allow her to stand up.

"It's cold on the ground. Stand up." James made a grab at her arm.

Angela shook her head, got rid of his hand, and said: "Grandpa hasn't forgiven me, so I dare not stand

up."

The blood on her face had been cleared while James was treating her wound, but after shedding

streams of tears and snot, her face became a smeared mess.

"My lord, could you please allow her to stand up? She is pregnant. It's not good for the baby if she

keeps kneeling on the ground." Dalilah interceded.

Lawson didn't reply, his deep wrinkles full of anger and doubt. He said to Angela, "There's no way an

airbrain like you could figure out a plot to deceive me, let alone such a rigorous one."

He squinted at James and sharpened his tone: "Did James instigate you?"

He hadn't interacted much with Angela, but few people were unaware that both heirs of the Chante

Group were thoroughly ignorant, and had been doing nothing all day long but entertaining and making

trouble.

It's impossible for a person like Angela, even after two years in prison, to get her nature changed. The

last time when she lied to him, she was logically strict and spoke vividly as well. There must be

someone behind her!

"No!" Angela shook her head hurriedly. "Once you found out I deceived you, I might lose my life. James

would never take the risk."

Lawson responded with merely a snort, but his expression conveyed tacit approval.

He knew well about his grandson, who never take risks and was used to arranging everything in

advance, just like him.

"It's Jessica Smith who told me to do so!" Angela wiped her tears, with the panic on her face dispersing

somewhat and being replaced with plenty of fury. "You had claimed to send me away, and she knew it

somehow.

"She came to me alone and asserted that, from what she knew of you, you would not send me away,

but to bring me to a terrible place."

Lawson frowned and boomed, "Then did you believe her?"

"If I did, I would not go with Nathen and his party soon after!" Angela seemed to be absorbed in her

memory, her face full of wrath. "I said I didn't believe it, and I wanted to go.

"However, Jessica stopped me, and told me whether I believe it or not, I could claim to be pregnant if I

was sent to a terrible place, and then I would be all right.

"Now that I think about it, she was setting me up! She said that way, not for my benefit, but to induce

me to deceive you, irritate you, and to make you split up James and me for her."

She peeked at Lawson's face while speaking, straining every cell in her body.

Lawson didn't make a sound, his hands holding the crutch, his eyes glaring at her.

Angela felt dry in her throat. Though it's quite cool outside, her body kept oozing sweat from top to toe.

"Stand up." James didn't give her the opportunity to say no with a direct pull before throwing her to the

sofa.

Angela watched Lawson with an unsettled look.

"Just sit as demanded. Stop watching me that way!" Lawson looked down to the ground before he

raised his head with a jerk and his sight impaling Angela.

Angela turned like a scorpion under an ultraviolet lamp, her whole body turning stiff instantly.

"Did Jessica teach you all of these? Was it also from her that you used the brat of the Pearson family to

lie, as well as pricking Nathen's temple with your ear stud?"

Saying the last sentence, Lawson raised his voice suddenly.

Angela, for the moment, had her heart in her mouth, with it racing and likely to jump out of her chest.

She knew it would arouse Lawson's suspicion if she blamed all these on Jessica, but she would rather

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"Angela had been in the prison for two years, getting bullied by those people, so what's so surprising

when she doped out the idea to prick Nathen with an ear stud?" James replied casually before Angela

could speak.

Dalilah chimed in, "My lord, could it be that you are too suspicious this time? Frankly, Angela had been

fighting with others since she was a child, so it's understandable for her to react that way as she was in

trouble."

"That was ... was true." Angela echoed with a fazed look. "Besides, in my childhood, whenever I did

something wrong, out of the fear of being scolded by my parents, I ...."

She appeared to be embarrassed, and then went on, "I got used to lying. Then Felix happened to

falsely claim that he took me for a pregnancy test because he was afraid you would get angry for his

kidnapping me. And I ... I echoed him accordingly."