Desperate Lovers
Chapter 109 Why Should I Believe You?

Jessica had a hidden crush in her eyes, and looked at him almost greedily as she whispered,

"I don't know what she's thinking, but I can tell you that it isn't the first time I've run into them together.

And like I said before, I don't have to slander my good friend and own brother."

"Well."

James sneered, only to feel the annoyance spread down his limbs and bones, and now every cell was irritable and uncomfortable, like being cut by a knife and roasted by the fire, "Why should I believe your side of the story?"

Jessica sighed lightly, "James, even if I made up what I said, how do you explain the scene you saw just now?"

She laughed bitterly at herself.

"Am I a witch who can manipulate Angela to control my brother?"

October was approaching, and the temperature was not high, but sweat was flowing down James's forehead in a steady stream.

He unbuttoned his cuffs and pulled up his sleeves. On his well-defined forearms, veins stood out in a ferocious manner.

Jessica had never seen him show so much emotion. Seeing him lose his temper for Angela, she was very miserable, "I didn't mean to say that, but tomorrow you will be engaged to Angela. So I hesitated again and again before I decided to tell you the truth."

She sighed heavily with helplessness, "I really don't want to see you living in the dark, nor do I want to hear people say that my friend is indiscreet and my brother is the third person in your relationship. It's also painful for me to tell you the truth."

"Don't tell anyone about this!"

James said with a tightly tensed face and got into the car with a dazed look, quickly starting the car and leaving the Smith's house.

Jessica watched the car fade away in her line of sight with a complicated and bitter expression.

James claimed that he didn't like Angela, and the marriage with the Chante family was just because of business interests.

But from his performance today, he clearly had a crush on her, but didn't realize it...

A few hours passed quickly for others, but it was sheer torture for James.

He left the Smiths' house and hurried back to the company, where the finance manager gave him the monthly report, but he didn't listen to anything.

The secretary sent him the documents to be signed, two or three of which he signed in the wrong place. And one was even signed in Angela's name.

It was so inefficient that he simply went out of the office.

Before getting in the car, he threw the rings he'd just bought that afternoon in the trash can and drove away from the company.

As he reached the first traffic light, he frowned, turned the wheel, and headed back to the office.

The cleaners at the Harvey Group were disposing garbage, which was already packed and about to be thrown in the dust cart.

James sat in the driver's seat, his long, good-looking fingers tapping on the steering wheel.

He fixed his gaze on the cleaner, got up and sat down again. He repeated this several times. When the cleaner was about to leave with his cart, he got out quickly with a sullen face and called out to the cleaner.

"You're Mr. James?"

The cleaner's cloudy eyes stared at him for a moment, whose old, bark-like face was tinged with surprise and joy.

James said yes, "Please wait a moment."

He frowned and held his breath as he took the top bag of trash off the cart, holding back the sour and disgusting smell as he pulled out the gift box with the rings in it.

"Thanks."

James tied the garbage bag and threw it back onto the garbage truck, then hurried back to his car under the shocked and bewildered gaze of the janitor.

The discarded drink from some garbage bag dripped onto his suit jacket, and the sour and rotten yet sweet smell of the drink made him disgusting.

James took off his suit jacket and threw it onto the back seat of the car, then opened all the windows.

A fresh breeze blew in. The smell of grass and trees blew away the sour smell in the car, but it made the fidgets in James's heart grow stronger.

He slammed his fist hard on the steering wheel, and his handsome face was dark and frightening.

Jessica asked him go to her house today. To be sure, there was the possibility of scheming against him. But just like she said, she was not a witch even if she was cunning. She cannot control Angela's mind and made her do something so ambiguous with Danis...

Angela... Angela!

James clutched the gift box with cold eyes, and his hand went to the window but retracted.

The depression and anger inside him had nowhere to go. He thumped his chest a few times, gritting his teeth and tossing the gift box on his suit coat.

Buzz-

Buzz-

The phone vibrated.

James looked at the caller ID, Greyson. He frowned and simply hung up.

The phone vibrated and he hung up again. After nearly seven times, he answered the phone.

"James, what's wrong with you for not answering my calls?"

Greyson asked impatiently.

"Tomorrow is Angela's birthday. Have you got your presents ready?"

"Also, you are getting engaged tomorrow, and I got a team to arrange all processes. You'd better come over tonight and practice them with Angela!"

After hearing no response for a long time, Greyson shouted loudly, "James, can you fucking hear me?

If you can, just say yes!"

"I'm not available tonight."

James clutched his phone tightly and replied, then hung it up directly. And he blacklisted the mobile phone numbers of both Greyson and Angela, leaning back in his seat, his hands covering his face. Angela. He should never be softhearted and agree to be engaged to her in the first place!

In the twenty-two years James had lived, he had never been fooled by anyone like this.

It wasn't because he liked Angela very much. But the woman who had decided to be engaged to him was entangled with another man... With gloom in his eyes, he straightened up and started the car.

He didn't sleep well all night and was a bit distracted on September 28th. He was out of form when wading through meetings and paperwork.

Once it was 6 p.m, James put on his suit jacket and drove to the Chante family's house.

During this period of time, the Chante family was springing up in business by taking advantage of the fact that Angela was going to get engaged to James.

But Angela had surprised him so much yesterday that he didn't mind giving her the gift of calling off their engagement at her birthday party!

And yet -

Bang!

In front of the Chante family's villa, Angela's sports car crashed into Jessica.

As the crimson blood tainted Jessica's clean white gown and snaked across the ground, everything started to change from that moment.

Angela's birthday party was cancelled.

Jessica was taken to the hospital for resuscitation, which was successful after operation for more than two hours. The doctors said her leg was still curable and she would be able to walk in a few years, but she can never dance again.

During the resuscitation, James was also there. He, together with several people from the Smith family, heard what Jessica said in her coma, "Angela, we are good friends. Don't hit me..."

Then she screamed and woke up.

Adeline was so distraught that she burst into tears and took her in her arms and asked,

"Why did you ask Angela not to hit you in your dream?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐