Desperate Lovers

Chapter 310 Jessica Was Once My Friend

Hearing what Angela said, a few young girls said in a deliberately loud voice, "What a shameless

woman! How could she ask the person she schemed against to thank her?"

"Look at how innocent she looks. Disgusting!"

"I hate those people who scheme against others behind. She not only seduced her girlfriend’s

boyfriend, but also framed her."

Girls always showed more dislikes than guys in terms of a thing like that.

Having heard what they said distinctly, Jessica froze her smile and looked embarrassed.

"Jessica didn't cause any real harm to me as the market value of the Smith Group has declined by

nearly 20% and James has chosen to be with me," said Angela to the girls with an embarrassed look.

"After all, Jessica was once my friend. I don't want her to be sad. Please don't blame her any more."

One of the girls faked the action of spitting and said angrily, "You are the kind of people I hate most.

How could you forgive her as she has bullied you so hard?"

"You said you didn't suffer any real harm. But how do you explain the two years in jail? You must have

suffered a lot in the jail as there are so many scars over your body!" ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Don't be fooled by the bad woman! If she has realized her fault, she should have applied to be in jail

for two years actively to suffer what you have suffered!" said another girl angrily too.

Jessica dropped her head and Angela couldn't tell her expression.

With a sigh, Angela said bitterly, "Thanks. But I can't require her to do so as she was once my friend."

As soon as Angela's voice faded, Jessica struggled to kneel on the ground from the wheelchair and

said sincerely, "Really? You will forgive me as long as I stay in jail for two years?"

Hearing what Jessica said, the girls looked at each other silently.

Jessica said in a sincere and bitter voice, "I said I should go to jail to make up for my mistakes. But I'm

in a bad condition and my parents didn't agree me to do so. If you can forgive me, I will go to jail at

once."

Jessica said the last words with absolute certainty.

"Really?" asked Angela. With a mockery flashing across her eyes, she said hesitatingly, "But I can't

require you to go to jail."

Biting her lips, Jessica said, "But I really have no idea what to do now."

"You were once my friend, so I can't require you to go to jail. What's more...I'm not sure if this is another

way you use to scheme against me. What if you pretend to suffer a relapse after being in jail and tell

everyone it is me who force you to do so? By the time, I can never explain it," said Angela with an

embarrassing look.

Hearing what Angela said, those girls who had been touched by the sincerity of Jessica as they thought

Jessica had really realized her mistakes and considered she was only fifteen years old when making

those mistakes restored their disdain on Jessica.

"Please stand up. I don't want to be misunderstood that I'm bullying you," said Angela as she stepped

forward, intending to help Jessica up, and stepped back.

Angela turned to the girls and said, "Can you help her up for me? I often feel limp after being pregnant."

Having been pregnant now, Angela couldn't risk being pushed over by Jessica.

Catching the implication of Angela, two of them came over and helped Jessica up on the wheelchair.

Angela thanked them.

"I have realized my mistakes. You don't need to humiliate me like this," said Jessica with a bitter smile.

Angela said with a guilty look, "You take me wrong. I doesn't mean to humiliate you. I just doesn't

expect that they have such a big response to what you have done."

Jessica froze.

"Since you have realized your mistakes, please correct them, Jessica. Otherwise, I'm not sure if you

can escape as a cripple once you scheme against someone else and are exposed," said Angela in a

worried voice.

Glancing at the legs of Angela impilcitly, Jessica said calmly, "We are both wretches. So we don't need

to hurt each other. And I was so guilty then that I crashed into your car at the peril of my life as a punish

to myself."

"Good story. You have paid so much to satisfy your evil intentions. Even I am touched," said Angela

with a blink, "But you are wrong. I'm not a wretch."

Patting her right leg, Angela said, "My leg is to be healed soon while you are lame and can never

dance again."

Freezing, Jessica said with clenching fists, "Not necessarily."

"Not? Not what?" said Angela with slight sarcasm, "Is it that your leg has been cured so you are not a

wretch either?"

Jessica smiled bitterly, "I admit I can walk now after treatment. But...Angela, my leg can never be

recovered."

"Can it?" lamented Angela, "What a pity! You not only lost your leg, but also lost James' love."

Clenching her fists tightly, Jessica said with a frown, "Angela!"

"You get angry?" asked Angela as she raised her eyebrows, "Having known you for so many years, this

is the first time I see you get angry. So, do you usually not get angry or just pretend to be not angry?"

Forcing a smile, Jessica said depressedly, "You take me wrong. I don't get angry. I just don't want to

talk about the accident two years ago any more. Each time you mentioned it, I felt heartbroken."

"Well," said Angela thoughtfully, "As you were my friend, I have to remind you that you'd better carry

some heart medicine with you from now on."

Angela said with a big smile, "Once you die of it. People will say that you get what you deserves and

will go to hell."

"I suppose I'll go to heaven as I have donated so much money to the charities," corrected Jessica with

a frozen smile.

As the soup was boiling in the pot, the hot steam, mixed with the flavor of food, was embracing them.

"Let me scoop some food for you as you are lame," said Angela as she stood up and scooped all the

pork lungs into the plate of Jessica.

As Jessica seldom ate such oily food, she retched with her hand pressing her chest when she smelled

the flavor of the food.

"As you were my friend, let me remind you again," said Angela as she sat down and looked at Jessica

through the dense steam, "You'd better not vomit as the other people will think you are bullying me

considering your previous poor record."