Desperate Lovers

Chapter 275 Have the Urge to Kiss

James blinked but didn't look away. "You were watching me just now, and now I'm watching you. It's

reciprocity."

Angela stopped what she was doing and stared at him with a frown.

"Did you know scientific research shows that," James asked, "when a man and a woman look each

other in the eye for over five minutes, they will have the urge to kiss?"

Angela looked away and continued dressing his wound. "Why did say those words that would provoke

your grandpa deliberately?"

"If I hadn't provoked him, how would he have asked someone to slap me? If he hadn't asked someone

to slap me, how would you have worried about me?" James' voice became much lighter when he said

the last words.

Angela couldn't tell whether James was telling the truth or not, nor did she want to get into it. She

finished dressing his wound in a rush and said, "I'll go back to the Chante house as soon as possible

when I get ready."

After that, Angela went upstairs with the medical box without looking at him.

Angela's slightly red ears flashed across James' mind. He leaned back against the sofa, gave a faint

smile, and closed his eyes for rest.

Angela went back to the room, closed the door behind her, put the medical box on the floor and sat on

the bed.

The scenes of James being slapped by Lawson or Nathen kept flashing through Angela's mind. She

frowned, forced herself to shake it off and picked up the phone.

There were two pieces of news on the screen. One of them was about Lewis and Danis apologizing to

her on behalf of Jessica. The media complimented the Smith family and the Lewis family on their This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

integrity.

The other one was a video showing Adeline standing in front of Dream Club, and she was rebuked by

media for calling black white and never confessing her fault.

Opinions were divided into two main groups online. About 65% people believed that like mother, like

daughter. The Smith family had gone too far by doing this, and the problem couldn't be solved with an

apology.

About 35% people believed that Danis didn't seem to be faking it when he made an apology on his

knees. Besides, Lewis was apologizing to Angela sincerely. The one who did wrong was Jessica, and

the rest of the Smith family and the Lewis family shouldn't get involved. It was not right to tar the others

with the same brush.

Outwardly, these were just two news reports. However, if one took a good look at it, he could find out

that the media covering the first piece of news were mostly owned by or intended to woo the Smith

Group, while the media covering the second one the Harvey Group.

Fundamentally speaking, it was the fight between the Smith family and the Harvey family. Whoever

more powerful would be the winner of the war of words.

Angela had used to believe that no one was able to control what other people said, but now she

realized that it couldn't be easier for one to control public opinion as long as he was powerful enough.

Angela put away her phone and lay on the bed.

The things she had gone through all these years flashed across her mind one after another, making her

head splitting. She took a deep breath and sat up.

Meanwhile, her phone vibrated. It turned out to be a text message sent by Eleanor—

"Do you still remember the two doctors who did the pregnancy examination for you that day? Lawson

had his people investigate them. Fortunately, I thought of these in advance.

Besides, since yesterday, our deputy director has been checking the list of test tube babies. It should

be arranged by Lawson too. Just to be on the safe side, it's better for you to get pregnant naturally with

President Harvey."

Each more word Angela read, her frown deepened a bit.

Before she could reply the message, Eleanor sent her another one—

"If you're afraid of the pain for the first night, I have some medication for you to take after it. XOXO"

Angela, "…"

Angela edited a text message in which she expressed her gratitude to Eleanor, and then declined the

medication offered by her.

At about 5.30 pm, James went upstairs to ask Angela to have dinner.

Angela glanced at James' handsome face. The swelling had already gone down a lot, but his cheeks

were still red and swollen. Then she frowned slightly, nodded, and went downstairs with him.

"This time, the Smith Group will suffer losses, no matter how hard they're trying to whitewash

themselves." James picked up the most tender part of the fish belly, boned it and put it in Angela's

bowl.

Angela stared at the fish in the bowl. "Eat it yourself. I'll pick up anything I want to eat myself."

"But I like putting food in your bowl. I won't enjoy my meal without doing that." James put a chicken

wing in Angela's bowl as he spoke. "Have some more. You're too skinny."

Angela, "…"

The first words were used to be her favorite phrase to James.

After dinner, Angela stood up and said after a long period of hesitation, "Come to my bedroom tonight."

"What?" James looked up at her, and the bowls in his hands tilted before a chopstick fell to the ground.

Clatter.

The noise of the chopstick hitting the ground in the dining room was especially clear.

"The hospital director said that your grandfather was still investigating if I was pregnant. Not only did he

investigate the two doctors who checked my body, but he also asked the deputy director to check those

who had test tube babies." Angela's eyelashes were fluttering more quickly than usual. "So… come to

my room tonight."

Angela went upstairs hastily once she finished her words, leaving James no chance to ask any

question.

James put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, bent down to pick up the fallen chopstick and put it

on the bowl. He stared quietly at the ground for a while before he understood what Angela's words

meant.

James swallowed and looked down, the corner of his mouth twitching inconspicuously. Then he stood

up and walked briskly into the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks in his hands.

Although Angela told James to go to her room tonight, she wasn't mentally prepared at all.

When she had been deeply in love with James, Angela had been looking forward to this day. She had

even wanted to give birth to a baby for him, and be a good wife.

However, now that she had experienced so many harsh realities, Angela was a little afraid.

Not only was she afraid that she wouldn't be able to take care of her baby, but she was also afraid that

it wouldn't be fair for this baby if she got pregnant purposefully.

Besides, Angela couldn't tell what kind of feeling she was having for James now, so she was unable to

sleep with him frankly.

Angela walked around in the room fretfully for a while before she went downstairs for the wine cabinet.

Maybe the situation would get better when she was drunk.

However, it had not been long since Angela had got here, so she was not familiar with the layout of this

place. She searched for some time but failed to find anything like a wine cabinet or a cellar. On the

contrary, she saw James sitting in the dining room, drinking red wine.

"What are you looking for?" Shaking the wine glass in his palm, James looked up at Angela.

The red wine bottle was a little far away from Angela, and she couldn't see the brand name on it clearly,

but she could smell the rich bouquet in the air.

Angela puckered her lips and said, "… Nothing."

After that, she turned around and was about to leave.

James stopped her from behind. "Are you looking for wine?"

Angela stiffened, maybe out of embarrassment, or maybe out of astonishment. She turned around

slowly, faced him again and nodded.

Just when Angela was about to ask if she could sit down and drink a little wine, James beat her to it,

saying, "Don't drink wine."

Angela frowned.

"I don't want you to be drunk, and then regret it the next morning." James finished off the wine in the

glass, stood up and looked her in the eye at a distance.