Desperate Lovers
Chapter 251 Wide Shoulders and Long Legs

Jessica looked at the door opened and closed, and there was sadness on her face.

'How can he ignore my affection for him?'

'But after a few days, it will be fine. Angela would be sentenced to at least ten years for attempted murder. No one can change it, even the best lawyer.'

'Even if he doesn't like me, he will choose to be with me when she is in prison. It's too good for him to marry me.' she thought.

Jessica sat on the wheelchair and stretched her body facing the rising sun. What a fine day!

Angela was going to go downstairs and cook some porridge. She really couldn't cook anything except porridge. But as soon as she came downstairs, she smelled delicious food.

As if hearing her footsteps, James said in the kitchen, "Go to the dining room and wait. The meal will be ready soon."

She frowned slightly and went to the kitchen.

James was wearing an apron and the bandage was loosely tied behind his waist, which outlined his thin waist. He had a good figure, especially looked from the back, wide shoulders, long legs, wiry hips. He was so sexy.

Angela came up to him and saw that he was frying eggs, his hand wrapped in gauze holding a spatula.

"Let me do it." She said, reaching for the spatula.

"Can you cook?" James looked at her with his head down and slightly picked his eyebrows.

She pursed her lips and drew back her outstretched hand.

"Go to the dining room and wait. It'll be ready in a minute." James looked at the fried egg again and said to her.

She didn't move.

When he had finished, she took two bowls of porridge and went to the dining room.

James followed her with two fried eggs and a dish of vegetables. He grinned and soon his smile disappeared.

As soon as they sat down, the doorbell rang.

She looked at the gauze on his hand, arm and face, stood up and said, "I'll go."

"No, sit down and eat." James took out his mobile phone, sent a message, and then began to eat with chopsticks.

Soon, there was a sound of door opening, then footsteps.

"Angela!" Raya's excited voice came from the living room, "Where are you?"

The sound of footsteps was getting farther and farther away.

Angela was about to say she was in the dining room when Sean's joking voice rang out, "Where are you going? You're in the wrong room. They're in the dining room." "Master, why don't you remind me?" Raya complained in a long tone.

When the voice fell, she had already arrived at the kitchen door.

When she saw Angela, her eyes lit up and she ran towards her, but she stopped halfway.

"Wow, what did you eat? It smells good!" Raya wrinkled her nose and took a few deep breaths. She was intoxicated.

"Angela, you are so beautiful and gentle. Besides, your cooking skills are so good. How can you be such a perfect sweetheart in the world? I'm so lucky to meet you." Sean pretended to be angry, "Am I not perfect?"

"You can't be perfect." Raya glared at him. When she turned to Angela, her face covered with shyness. "Angela, I... can I have some?"

It really smelled good!

Sean pushed his glasses and said, "I remember you have eaten six steamed buns and drunk a large cup of soybean milk?"

"I have a good appetite. OK?" Raya stood with arms akimbo.

Sean surrendered, "OK, you are always right."

"I didn't cook it." Angela wiped her mouth with a tissue, looked at James with the corner of her eye, then got up and said, "I'll get you a bowl of porridge."

Raya looked at her back, her eyes wide open. 'There are only Angela and cold James in the room. The food is not cooked by Angela, that is...'

She covered her mouth with her right hand and was scared by her thought!

The food cooked by James was really delicious. Finally, Sean also sat down to eat.

After breakfast, Sean pushed his glasses and asked, "Are the things I need ready?"

"Yeah." James responded, and then turned to see Angela, "Go and get a coat, let's go to the court now."

After a pause, he said, "Do a make-up again. You look haggard."

Angela's body was stiff for a while, and then she said after a long time, "Is it court session?" The ending of her voice was a little shaky.

What she was looking forward to day and night suddenly came, and she had a sense of unrealistic illusion.

"My master is your defense lawyer!" Raya's eyes were bright and her face was full of pride. "He has never lost a lawsuit. You don't have to worry!"

Angela nodded. Her mind was a mess. She didn't know what she was doing. By the time she recovered, she was on her way to the court. She looked out of the window. The sun had already risen.

The sun in the early morning was a little chilly, and the floating dust and shaking aperture could be seen in the wisps of light...just liked a dream.

When they arrived at their destination, a group of reporters gathered outside the court. They didn't know whether these reporters came here simply for follow-up reports or were intentionally invited by Jessica. Seeing a car coming, a large group of reporters gathered around. When they saw the people inside was Angela, their eyes glowed with excitement, like wolves seeing the prey.

Countless microphones, flashing lights and old questions surrounded her.

"Angela, Miss Smith is so kind to you. Why do you want to kill her? Is it simply because of jealousy, or are there other reasons?"

"Don't you feel grateful that Miss Smith didn't sue you two years ago?"

"How did you hook up with James? Some people say you once seduced him in the Dream Club, and then you were thrown out naked. Is it true?"

The door was blocked and couldn't be opened.

Raya's face turned white because of anger. "How can these people talk nonsense?"

She lowered the window, just ready to curse, but she was stopped by Sean, "Don't get yourself involved."

Journalists had always been good at confusing right and wrong. What's more, she was the daughter of the Secretary of Discipline Inspection Commission. It would be bad if she was used by someone with ulterior motives. Raya curled up her lips to express her dissatisfaction and grunted several times.

"You are so straightforward. You should try to talk less outside, or you will cause trouble for your father." Angela said, "If they want to say it, let them say it. I won't be affected."

Raya immediately sat upright and said, "I think you're right! You are two years younger than me. How can you know so much?"

Then she added happily, "So excellent! You are definitely a good friend to me."

"Ok." Angela answered carelessly, with a thin sweat in her palm.

She was nervous and worried about what would happen later.0000000