Desperate Lovers

"Do you really have to do this to hurt yourself?"

Danis strode up to her and clutched her wrist, "James likes Jessica, not you! What you do is in vain!"

"I know James likes your sister, you don't have to repeat it."

Angela struggled but failed, "Please let me go and don't keep me from my work."

There was a flash of light at the end of the corridor. She looked over, but saw nothing.

Maybe she didn't sleep well and saw an illusion.

Instead of letting her go, Danis gripped her wrist tightlier, "Do you really like James so much?

To stay by his side, you don't mind working as a cleaner!"

"Whether I like him or not is none of your business."

Angela sneered, "Even if I like you, will you be with a murderer who tried to kill your sister?"

Danis pursed her lips and released her, "Why did you drive into Jessica?

James is going to engage to you, and Jessica won't affect you at all."

"No reason, it just happened."

Angela looked down and her voice was soft.

Did she drive into Jessica?

Who knew whether it was her car crashing into Jessica or Jessica was running toward her car?

"How can you be so vicious?"

Danis questioned, "You're Jessica's best friend and should know that she loves nothing but dancing.

You broke one of her leg and ruined her whole life!

Do you have any idea how miserable she was in the last two years?"

Angela remained calm, "Why should I care whether she's having a painful life or not?

As wicked as I am, I love to see my friend sad, and the more she suffers, the happier I am."

Jessica had been in pain for two years, how about her lief in prison?

Danis couldn't believe such words were coming out of her mouth.

She had been a bit wild before, but definitely not so vicious. Was this who she really was?

"Angela, Danis is a guest, how can you talk to a guest like this!"

The supervisor came over, "Kneel down and apologize to Danis!"

Angela looked down at the ground and didn't move.

"I told you to kneel down, do you hear me?"

The supervisor said loudly.

Angela licked her dry lips and knelt down, looking down at her reflection on the ground, "I'm sorry, Danis."

The floor was just mopped and it was still wet. As she knelt down, the water quickly soaked her work clothes.

The leg was cold, and with the bruises from kneeling the other day, it was painful now.

Danis looked down at her, said nothing.

Several guests passed by and looked at Angela several times.

One baby-faced girl couldn't stand to watch it and came over with a frown, "What's going on?

It's the twenty-first century, why are people still kneeling for forgivess?"

Before Danis and Angela said anything, she just pulled Angela up, "Get up!

You're kneeling when they tell you to?

Are you stupid?"

"Raya, don't butt in!"

A man came over, pulled her arm, and turned to Danis.

"My friend just arrived in City B and doesn't know anything. Danis, don't be mad, I'll take her away."

"I'm not leaving!

How can he bully a woman?"

Raya crossed her arms and stood in front of Angela.

The man was anxious, but he couldn't convince her to leave.

"Thank you."

Angela gently pushed her away, "I'm fine, you and your friend can go play."

The girl was kind enough to help her, but she couldn't get her in trouble.

"See, she says she's fine, so why are you messing around in the middle?

Let's go, let's get out of here!"

The man and another woman pulled Raya away by force.

Raya turned her head and shouted at her, "I'm in Box 4502, you can come to me if you need!"

Angela smiled at her and nodded. When she turned her head, her smiled was gone.

"Just do want you want and I'll leave you alone!"

Seeing Angela change her face so quickly, Danis said with a complicated look.

He took out a tube of ointment and put it into her hand.

Kneeling for so long that day, there should be quite a few bruises on her legs. The ointment was the one he'd sent someone to bring back from overseas.

Angela didn't even look at the ointment, putting it back into his hand, "I can do whatever I like, and it's none of your business. I don't need you to take care of me."