Desperate Lovers

"Why are you still drinking for James if you can't do that?"

Danis walked behind her and patted her back gently, feeling heartbroken and angry, "Do you want to re-enter this upper class so badly?" The sound of vomitting was heard from the restroom.

Angela's stomach kept churning, although she was unable to throw up anything, she still couldn't stop trying to vomit.

She was in no mood for his taunt.

"Rinse your mouth."

Danis saw that her eyes were red from throwing up, and his brow furrowed as he handed her the glass of water.

Angela took the water and rinsed her mouth, then her the vomiting feeling lessened quite a bit, but her stomach hurt more.

She wiped the sweat from her head and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Danis."

"Why do you have to talk to me in such a mystifying way?"

Danis handed his handkerchief to her with a grim expression.

Angela glanced at it but didn't take it, "No, thank you. I can't afford to get your handkerchief dirty"

She was about to leave after she finished talking.

Danis followed and hugged her from behind, the bottom of his amber eyes were full of pain and anger, "You know I like you, why do you have to talk to me in such way? Angela, you are so cruel to me.!"

"Mr. Danis, please behave yourself!"

The cold sweat on her forehead flew down her cheeks. Angela tried hard to break his hug, but she couldn't.

Danis snapped her shoulders and forcibly turned her around to face him, "You work at the Dream Club and try so hard to please James, is that why you want to get back into the upper glass?!"

"Let me go!"

There were so many acquaintances around, so Angela didn't want to pester him, nor did she want to be seen by Jessica or her mother. Otherwise, she would be considered seducing Danis. Danis didn't let her go, even hugged a little harder, "I'll marry you, is that okay?

Are you satisfied?

"Marry me?"

Angela endured the pain like a hand twisting in her stomach and sneered, "If you marry me, what about Cathleen?

Don't you want to end the cooperation between the two families?

Even if you want to give up the partnership between your two families, would Jessica and your parents agree to you marrying a woman who tried to kill your sister and made her a cripple?" Danis was stunned, the hug loosened a bit, with struggle and pain in his eyes.

Everything she said was like a knife, which made him feel painful. For the past two years, he has struggled between his love for her and his guilt for his sister every day, suffering in pain. Angela snorted, covering her abdomen and walked out the door with feeble steps.

"You leave the Dream Club for now, and I'll figure out how to solve these problems!"

Danis looked at her back and said with a tightly clenched fist.

Angela said while walking,

"It's better for you to solve all these problems before you talk to me about leaving the Dream Club."

He can't solve both problems. Jessica and her parents wouldn't allow him to do that, and it is impossible for him to fight against his family for her.

She knew him too well.

There was a faint smell of cigarettes at the bathroom, so someone must be smoking here.

She absentmindedly covered her abdomen as she looked for James in the crowded. After she found him, she walked over to him slowly.

James was laughing and talking with a group of people, but somehow, she only felt a chill as she stood beside him.

From the time Angela came over, James even didn't give her one look. She couldn't even find a chance to leave, except to pick up the goblet again and again.

There were still few persuaders, but he respected those people this time, asking Angela toast two out of almost three.

When the banquet finally ended, Angela had already had a stomachache that was almost unbearable. "Mr. James, I'll leave now."

"Wait!"

James stopped her and said indifferently, "Since you have come here so deliberately, then you can stay with my mother upstairs for a while. What a shame to leave so easily."

"I feel sick now, may I trouble you to apologize to Auntie for me?"

Angela was so painful that she couldn't hold it anymore.

James sneered and walked towards the spiral staircase first. "Follow me."

Angela's hand clenched up, loosened, and then clenched again, tightening her lips and follow him in silence as she entered Denise's room.

"Why does Angela look so pale?

are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Denise was telling the servant something. Seeing her pale face, she asked worriedly.

Angela tried to smile, "I'm OK, just a stomachache."

"Then why are you still up here?

Hurry up and get to the hospital!"

Denise frowned and said to James,

"James, you happen to be free, so send Angela to the hospital."

James glanced faintly at Angela, "Jessica is still here, so I'll go and take her home."

"You'll take Angela to the hospital before you take Jessica home."

A flash of dislike flashed under Denise's eyes, so shallow that he couldn't even notice it without paying attention.

Angela didn't want to upset him, because she still wanted to get his forgiveness sooner then get out of his shackles, "Auntie, there's no need to bother Mr. James. I'll take a taxi myself." "Why "Mr"? You used to call him James."

Denise sighed helplessly.

Angela pursed her lips, sadly.

"Fine. If you don't want James to send you, I will ask someone else to do it."

Denise turned back and ordered the maid to prepare a car, then asked casually, "Where do you live now?"

James had already walked to the door of the room, but hearing this, he turned back around, "I'll take Jessica home first, and then take her to the hospital."

"Jessica is so kind, so surely she doesn't want to delay Angela to the hospital, and since Jessica's family is here today, she could just go back with her family later. What do you think, James?"

Denise asked.

"Today is your birthday, so everything is up to you."

James glanced indifferently at Angela, "Let's go."

After saying that, he went straight out without waiting for Angela.

Angela pursed her lips and was about to say something, but Denise said first.

"Go ahead, don't make James wait. You can communicate directly as before, and don't hold your sadness in your heart, it won't be good if there is any misunderstanding."

She froze for a moment before she fought the pain churning in her stomach and tried to hold her lips, "Thank you, Auntie.

Happy 18th birthday and hope you become younger and younger!"

"I was waiting for this sentence as soon as you came, and it finally come."

Denise smiled.

When Angela went out of the villa, she caught a glimpse of the Bentley parked to the left of the fountain.

She clutched the corner of her coat, taking a deep breath, then walked toward the Bentley.

The driver was not here today, so it was James who was sitting in the driver's seat.

The light outside was slightly dim, and most of his body was hidden in the darkness. So she couldn't see his expression clearly, but only see the light and dark cigarettes beside his mouth.. Angela's eyelashes fluttered and she open the back door nervously.

"Do you want me to drive you as a driver?"

The car window lowered and the unsmoked cigarette fell beside to her feet.

Angela felt terrified when she watched the cigarette burning little by little.

She swallowed nervously, trying to say something but couldn't say anything, as if there was a cotton ball in her throat.

She was afraid of James, and even more afraid of James when he smoked. He wasn't a heavy smoker, but he didn't seem to be in a good mood every time he smoked.