Desperate Lovers

"Angela, you know that if I want something, I will fight for it with all my might."

Jessica's eyes showed that she was in conflict, "I really regard you as a friend, that's why I decide to tell you that before you get engaged to James; otherwise, if I told you after you get engaged or married, it would only make our relationship worse."

Angela leaned all her weight on the tree behind her, and changed the position of her legs that was originally criss-crossed, "Even if you have a crush on James, then what?"

"I want you to give up your engagement to James. We could compete fairly, and if he ends up choosing you, I will give up and have absolutely no complaints."

Jessica said slowly, with a bright light in her eyes.

Not far from the sycamore was a patch of autumn chrysanthemums, the scent of the flowers caught in the cool autumn breeze, refreshing, but making Angela feel pungent and irritable.

"I've been chasing after James for ten years since I was eight years old playing games as his bride, and it took me a while to make him agree to get engaged to me."

"And now, you told me that you also like him and aske me to give up my engagement with him and recommend competing with you for him on a fair basis? Yet you think you're fucking considerate about me? Jessica, how shameless are you?"

Angela straightened up and coldly shoved the gift box into Jessica's arms, then in front of her, she slammed the Beats headphones she gave her onto the ground with force and crushed them with her feet.

She turned away, wiped the corner of her eyes quickly, and walked towards her classroom with startled glances from around.

"Angela, that is how you regard our friendship for almost five years in your heart?"

Jessica's choking voice sounded behind her.

This was the first time Angela heard Jessica shouting in public, but she didn't stop and continued striding forward.

Jessica was a good friend that she cared about. That's why she couldn't stand it.

They had been friends for all these years, and Jessica knew better than anyone how much she cared for James!

"Why are you forcing me?" Jesscia shouted behind her, a little bit out of control.

The school was bustling with people, and from time to time people looked toward them

Both were keenos of the dance department, both professinally and academically, and were well known as the two most beautiful girls in the department.

Angela pressed her lips together, with gum covering all over her face. She kept walking, a little faster than usual, and looked a bit beaten up.

The scene changed to the front of the Chante family's villa.

The night was covered in darkness, but the beautiful building was brilliant with electric lights, and the windows reflecting shadows of people, who were drinking and toasting happily.

Angela sat in the red supercar her brother had given her, her forehead, back and her hands on the wheel were all cold sweaty.

Tears like mist covered her eyes, and didn't know how many times she tried to slam on the brakes with all her might to stop the car--

But it did not work!

Still not working!

Terror took over her heart. She felt weak, her lips couldn't stop trembling, and cold sweat ran desperately down her cheeks.

There were still a lot of things she wanted to do. She didn't want to die like this!

Buzz-

Buzz-

By this time, her cell phone vibrated abruptly.

Angela went through the call using a bluetooth headset with trembling hands. She burst into tears without warning, spoke more incoherently, "Brother... Help me... Help me, I'm outsi... outside now. The car...The car is..."

Before she could finish her words, someone was coming out of the villa suddenly.

The white mini-dress perfectly showed Jessica's curvaceous figure, and her shoulder-length hair was put up, which made her look sensible and elegant.

And at that moment, she was walking straight towards the sports car.

Angel's pupils contracted, between life and death, she did not have time to think too much. She directly rolled down her window, and with much danger to himself, she poked half of her body out of the car, cried and screamed to Jessica, "Do not come over, the car brakes are broken!!!"

"The winds are too strong, I can't hear you. Angela, speak again quickly, where are you now?

What?

What's wong with your car?

what is going on with you?"

Greyson's worried voice came from the other end of the headset.

Jessica kept walking, as if she hadn't heard those words Angela was saying at all, walking towards the sports car step by step.

"No! Stay back! You fucking hear me?!"

The sports car was so fast. The wind was blowing that nipped Angela's face sharply, and every word was unusually hard to say, "My car breaks down, stay back!!"

Jessica was still walking.

BANG!

It was right before the sports car hit Jessica. Angela saw her face breaking into a small laugh, like a lotus unfolding slowly, stunningly beautiful, but it made Angela's heart instantly falling to the bottom. It seemed that Jessica bumped into the car on purpose...

"It was she, she bumped into my car on purpose. It wasn't my fault, I didn't mean to kill anyone!"

Angela screamed and sat up, only to realize that her back was already wet with cold sweat.

At first, she thought that Jessica argued with her in public out of control because she was too emotional.

But during the two years of boring and difficult life in prison, Angela finally realized why Jessica argued with her in public. It was just setting the stage for her to run her over later on.

The sky was turning bright, which is just the time when the darkness turned into light.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and felt a weakness in her limbs, as if she had just finished a half-marathon.

Greyson was sitting on his haunches and looked up at her, under his untidy hair was a handsome face full of pain and anger, "What are you dreaming about?

Did James bully you?"

He spoke extremely slow, his voice sounded rough, which was just the sound when people newly woke up, and spoke each word with great difficulty. "Why are you awake so early?

Was it because you drank too much alcohol last night and woke up with a headache today?"

Angela asked, avoiding his gaze and looking down.

Greyson propped his hands on his knees to stand up, his legs and feet were already numb from squatting for too long.

He stumbled a little before he could stand still and squeezed in a line out of his throat, "Do you...have these nightmares a lot?"

"You don't drink often, and you should have a headache from all that drinking last night."

Due to a lack of sleep, Angela had a serious headache, "Here's milk, grapefruit and banana, pick any one you want and you'll feel better."

Greyson clenched his fist, his breathing slightly harsh, "Angela."

"Brother, you tossed and turned for most of the night yesterday. I'm a little tired and want more rest."

Angela kneaded the aching part between her eyes, her exhaustion was so obvious.

When he saw that, Greyson's eyes were filled with love and pity, "Then have some rest, I'll go buy you some food first."

He helped her to lie down, tucked her in, and the careless man came out silently.

Angela was really tired, so she fell into a deep sleep shortly after.

Inevitably, she had another nightmare. When she woke up screaming, it was already daylight and the sun was up in the sky.

Denise was sitting gracefully in a chair while Greyson was sitting on the companion bed with untidy hair. There were two types of food with different restaurants' names beside him. Greyson was glaring at James, who was standing beside Denise.

"Auntie, Mr. James."

Angela's pupils contracted slightly, and she propped her hands on the bed and sat up as fast as she could.

She wondered how long Auntie Denise and James had been waiting here, and wondered if she had babbled something when she was having a nightmare.

And... glanced at Greyson, Angela frowned. Her lie last night was obvious in this situation. She wondered if James would put her brother on the spot.