Desperate Lovers

"I'll finish soon. Let me handle your wound right after."

Julia went back and picked up cosmetic cotton.

As soon as she finished, she started treating Angela's cuts with the medicine kit.

"There might be a broken skin at my back. Please clean up for me. Thanks."

Angela took off the jacket after Julia finished with her face. Then she turned her back to Julia in underwear.

For the first time, Julia showed her sympathy towards someone. Seeing all these overlapped wounds on her back, Julia asked, "Did you get these from prison?"

Angela hummed. She didn't want to recall the nightmares again.

"What about the new one?"

Julia tried as gently as she could to deal with the wounds. But Angela still winced with pain.

Out of Julia expectation, she didn't groan, or asked for a lesser treatment. She seemed to get used to it already.

Angela replied with a dull look, "It was an accident."

Julia wanted to challenge her, but she quickly changed the topic, "It's not worthy for you to work here. You get a really low pay with double work, and the manager always makes trouble for you." Angela didn't answer. She stroked the injured knee and puckered her lips.

"Everyone made fun of you when you were kneeling that nigh, the same as when Lorenzo slapped you today."

Julia whispered, "You can get a better job anywhere. Why do you hang around here and let others hurt your dignity?"

"Just assume that I'm addicted to the debauchery here."

With the wound taken care of, Angela put on her uniform jacket, lifted up her pant leg, and rubbed ointment into the large, creepy bruise.

Julia packed the medicine kit with her pinched mouth, "Don't lie to me if you don't want to talk about it.

I won't meddle in your affairs anymore. Leave it to someone else!"

Angela stunned for a moment. Then she laughed out, "My fault, I will treat you with your favourite grilled fish tomorrow."

She had already known Danis for eight years. He thought she tried to get back to their circle by working here.

While she knew Julia for less than a month, Julia already realized that she lied about her indulgence in a wanton life. The world was always different from her imagination.

After washing up, she lay in bed and hid herself in the darkness.

No one could stand the trampling of dignity. Neither could she.

As Raya said, nobody would help her out unless she asked James for his forgiveness.

Apparently she didn't want to do that, but she was unwilling to work here as a cleaner for the rest of her life. Angela always wanted to ask for James's forgiveness, but when she finally saw him, it was half a month later. He came for a business meeting with a few people.

James paid no attention to Angela at all, as he walked to the private room with the crowd the moment he arrived.

Angela stood still with a mop in her hands. After swallowing down all the bitterness, she put cleaning tools in the workroom and looked for her supervisor.

"What?

You want to work as a receptionist again?!"

The supervisor looked her up and down sarcastically, and said,

"How could you make such a request? Are you the boss?"

"I am sorry. I just want to serve as a receptionist for an hour or two, not forever."

Angela hesitated for a couple of seconds, before taking off the jade pendant on her neck. She handed it to him, "This is from the Ming Dynasty."

This was her 18th birthday gift from her brother, as he spent twenty million dollars for it in an auction. As a result, he was severely scolded by his Dad. "Ming Dynasty?

Do you think I would believe a lie like this?"

At first, he didn't expect to get something valuable from a cleaner. But soon as he touched the jade pendant, his face lighted up.

Even this wasn't from Ming Dynasty, it was definitely a precious pendant.

The supervisor showed a deep affection for it. But he didn't promise her yet, "Gabriela assigned your job as a cleaner. If I make a change without permission..." "It's just for a few hours, Gabriela won't notice it."

Angela pursed her lips and stretched out her hand, "If you feel embarrassed, then simply forget about it."

After hearing this, he shrank back with the pendant and chuckled,

"It's not that embarrassing.

Hold on. Let me ask Gabriela first."

Immediately, he clutched the pendant and called Gabriela, leaving her no choice.

Angela frowned regretfully.

Gabriela needed James's permission on this as well.

Back to the supervisor, he seemed to be unlikely to return her pendant anyway.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for you time and effort."

Shortly afterwards, the supervisor hung up with a saccharine smile. He turned back to Angela loftily, "I just made great efforts on your request, and managed to get the approval from Gabriela." "Thank you, sir."

Angela was pretty clear if he tried hard or not.

As long as she got what she wanted, she didn't care that much.

While she was surprised by how easily Gabriela, or James agreed on this.

"You are welcome."

The supervisor hang the pendant from his hand, and shook a little, "So how about this pendant?"

"It's yours."

Angela replied.

He gleefully took the pendant with beaming eyes, "Hand over the work to Mrs. Lewis. Get changed and go to Room 5231. Keep your eyes open and don't offend anyone."

He had no idea why Gabriela asked her to Room 5231. He didn't go questing either. It was none of his business.

Angela was suddenly aware that Room 5231 was the one James went in. Now she didn't have to make any other excuses.

She acknowledged and went out.

After the handover, she put on a cheongsam from the foreman, and with a quick make-up, she headed to the room.

Upon her arrival, James headed up. Angela had a grey violet printed cheongsam, instead of her oversized uniform. The cheongsam framed her long slender legs with a silent temptation. He tightened his fingers, and took a sip of the liquor casually.

"Excuse me."

Angela politely moved towards James, as she stole the lime-light.

James was surrounded by his friends, but no one dared to sit too close to him. Angela squatted down directly beside him.

Though she would like to please him, she was a little afraid. The space in between wasn't spacious enough to fit her in, and Angela stuck closer to the man aside.

"Did I ask you to sit here?"

James gazed at her thighs and paused. He was annoyed to find her sitting close to another man.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐