Desperate Lovers

Chapter 268 Love Wouldn't Come Back

"James," Angela turned her head to look at him with blank eyes, "I chased after you for ten years, but

these two years and one month in prison have worn out all my love for you."

She laughed with self-mockery and said with tears, "Even if I knew that you broke my legs and threw

me in prison for my own good at that time, my love for you wouldn't come back..."

"It doesn't matter." James seemed to be calm but the veins on his neck exposed his anxiety, "I will

chase you this time. If one year doesn't work, then I will chase you for ten years or a lifetime."

Complex emotions appeared in Angela's eyes, "James, we simply do not fit! You let me go, okay..."

The Bentley turned violently into a side lane and then braked to a stop on the sidewalk. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

James pulled the handbrake and leaned over to circle her in the passenger seat. With his hawk-like

gaze locked on her, he said, "Don't ever think about leaving me again, not in this lifetime!"

He cupped her chin and forced her to look at him, "You came to me first and stole my heart, and now

you want to run away? No way!"

"James!" Angela put her hands on his chest and pushed him hard.

Her resistance infuriated James, so he directly lowered his head to kiss her with his hands on her chin.

The soft feeling of her lips calmed her down. Then he kissed her enthusiastically.

His kiss was fierce. Angela tried desperately to avoid him but failed. Every time she dodged away, he

would come closer to press her and kiss her.

Her lips were hot, her tongue was numb from his sucking, and she was pinned to the seat, unable to

move a bit.

There were a lot of passers-by on the sidewalk. With the eye-catching Bentley, many people turned

over and looked at the two making out in the car with strange eyes.

When they finally stopped, Angela blushed. The anger in her eyes added to her charm. James

breathed much more rapidly than usual. Seeing how charming Angela was now, he couldn't help but

feel turned on.

He tried to drive the suspicious hatred at the corner of her mouth and straightened up. And he said with

a hoarse voice tinged with desire, "Don't say anything about leaving me again."

"I still have a grudge in my heart." Angela frowned, "Aren't you worried that all the good you do for me

is wasted when you kept me around like this?"

James restarted the car, "Were you worried that I wouldn't like you when you sent me those presents?"

"That's different." Angela froze for a while and finally said.

James didn't argue with her, he just said, "Don't think of it as a burden. I'm willing to treat you well. No

favor owed. As long as you don't leave me, you can do whatever you want."

"You don't need to waste time on me." Angela said, "We are even now. You don't owe me anything, or

rather, I owe you a favor. With your condition, you can find a perfect wife."

James said with a slight frown, "Other women are not you no matter how perfect they are."

"I would have been happy to hear you say that earlier." Angela turned her head to look out the window

at the scenery that flew by.

"Why wouldn't you be happy to hear it now?" James said, "You fall in love with someone else?"

When he asked the latter question, he seemed to be normal but was actually nervous.

She was quite close to Roland recently. She had even gone to Roland's house for dinner a few times.

With Auntie Susan's help, the man she liked could only be Roland.

Roland had always wanted to go to an institute in the United States. James thought that maybe he

could send Roland in.

Thinking of this, James was much more relaxed but his heart was still racing.

Angela pursed her lips without saying anything.

"Anyone?" James asked again.

Angela glanced at him and looked out the window again, "No."

It was tiring enough to love him. How did she have the extra strength to love someone else?

"Since you didn't fall in love with someone else, why can't you stay with me?" James said, "I'm better

than other men. I like you. I can make you happy. I can help you deal with Jessica. Isn't staying by my

side a good choice?"

He was right, but Angel was tired. And she was a little afraid of falling in love with him once again. If

she fell in love with him, then when he misunderstood her again, or when he betrayed her to love

another woman, she couldn't resist it at all.

Being forced to work at Dream Club was a typical example.

Instead of that, it would be better for her to leave him far away and live a peaceful life.

"Do you think you can live a peaceful life by leaving me now?" James asked.

Angela felt her heart thumping as she clutched the corner of her coat. It wasn't the first time he had

guessed her mind. But every time he did this, she felt anxious as if she was standing in front of him

naked.

James continued, "You know that, no matter how generous Jessica appears, she is actually very

vindictive. Do you think she'll let you go if you leave me? No. She thinks the same as my grandfather,

she doesn't like to leave any hidden trouble. For various reasons, you are big hidden trouble in her

eyes. Besides, my grandfather is already in the late stages of lung cancer, and there's no way he will

let you go now that you've lied to him about being pregnant with my child. And your father, he knows

I'm very much in love with you now and will definitely find a way to get you back home."

With every word he said, Angela's heart sank a little bit.

She knew very well that everything he said was true.

"Angela, from the moment you said you liked me," James said slowly, "it was all set."

If Angela were just an ordinary person, Jessica would naturally not consider her hidden trouble.

But she was the young miss of the Chante Group and was related to the interests of all parties. Even if

Angle wanted to leave all these things behind, her father wouldn't agree. The chair board of the Chante

Group wouldn't agree. Jessica and his grandfather were also aware of that, so they wouldn't let Angela

go easily either.

The benefits that Angela enjoyed from the Chante family and the Chante Group were not free, but

came with a price. This was the destiny of all the younger generation from the rich and powerful

families.