Desperate Lovers

Chapter 110 Jessica, Go to Hell!

"She seemed to think James liked me, and tried to run me over. I've always considered her a good

friend and don't know why she did it."

Jessica was in a flood of tears, causing others to pity her.

James sat on a chair with his hands resting on his knees. He looked up at Jessica, and quickly lowered

his head again, his eyes blurred.

Adeline almost died of anger, "An... Angela. I treated her just like my daughter. How could she do such

a frantic thing?

I'll sue her and send her to jail!"

"Mom--"

Jessica cried and tugged at her arm, shaking her head repeatedly, "No, she is my good friend. I..."

Edward stood by, looking at his daughter and thinking.

Adeline was exasperated at Jessica's kindness for Angela, and interrupted her with heartache and

anger, "Do you know you almost died in the accident?

Do you know your legs were broken and you'll never be able to dance again?! You're still speaking up

for that murderer!"

Hearing this, Jessica was stunned.

She looked at her right leg and tried to move it. When she realized that she couldn't move it at all, she

opened her mouth slightly and tears fell down her face.

Danis's eyes were filled with hesitation and pain as he frowned and said,

"Is there any misunderstanding between them?

Angela's usually a bit of tomfoolery, but..."

Slap!

Adeline slapped him hard across the face, pointing a trembling finger at him, "It’s fine you don’t feel

ashamed to chase after that murderer and make it public. Now she's trying to run over your sister. How

could you still speak up for her?!"

She breathed heavily, her voice a little shrill, "Would your sister use her own life to wrong the

murderer?"

Jessica didn't accuse him, but just lay on the bed, looking at him with tears and sadness in her eyes.

Danis was filled with guilt by her look, and covered the side of his face that was hit. He felt a great deal

of heartache, "Jessica, I'm sorry. If I hadn't let you be friends with her in the first place, you wouldn't...

be like this now."

"Brother, don't beat yourself up so much. Although I've lost my leg, I'm still alive.

It's better than anything to be alive!"

Jessica forced a smile, but tears still kept flowing down her cheeks.

If she blamed and beat him, Danis would feel better.

Now she, a dancer, couldn't dance again, but still comforted him, which made him feel awaful.

He clenched his fist, his eyes full of struggle and resentment, looked at his sister in the hospital bed

and solemnly said,

"Jessica, I will get you justice!"

"That's what a brother should do. Come with me to the Chante family to find that murderer!"

Adeline tugged Danis outside and looked back at Edward, "You follow us too!"

Edward responded and said to James, who had been sitting silently at the side.

"James, Jessica will be in your care. After all, she was injured because of you."

He patted James's shoulder and gave Jessica a meaningful glance before exiting the ward amid

Adeline's constant urging.

The moment the door closed, only James and Jessica were left in the ward.

Jessica wiped the tears from her face, tried to smile and said,

“I am fine. You must be tired from the day at the office. Just go home and rest. I'm not going to kill

myself just because I can't dance."

James stared straight at her without making a sound.

"Well, I admit that not being able to dance with a broken leg was a terrible blow to me, but I'm definitely

not going to think about killing myself."

Jessica laughed bitterly.

She bit her lip and looked miserable, "I just didn't think that Angela would try to run me over just

because she thought you liked me... It's sad to be treated like that by a good friend."

After saying that, she raised her head and seemed to glance at James, but didn't expect him to be

looking at her as well. Then she lowered her head in a hurry, and her face and ears were already red.

Angela's affair with Danis was already annoying enough for James. But he even met another accident

where Angela 'bumped against Jessica' today.

He looked at Jessica with a cool gaze, "Is Angela stupid?

Why did she have to hit you in front of so many people on her birthday?"

"You suspected me yesterday, and still suspects me today?"

Jessica pointed at herself, with a mixed feeling of aggravation, anger and despair, "My greatest wish in

life is to become a dancer and perform in front of the whole world."

"Would I bet this life and risk getting run over and crippled to calumniate Angela?

What am I doing this for?"

James didn't change his mind because of her words, and sneered, "I'm not you. How would I know

what you think?"

"You still do not be... believe me?"

Jessica's eyes were filled with disbelief, tears flowing down uncontrollably and feeling aggrieved, "Why Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

do you still show affection to Angela when she has an affair with my brother?"

Hearing this, James's brows furrowed and he stood up violently, his voice a little more chilly than just

now, "It’s between me and her, and it is none of your business."

"You're in love with Angela. So even if she betrayed you, you still have her in your mind, right?"

Jessica's pupils reflected on his figure, her fingers clutching the hospital gown with resentment,

aggression, anger and jealousy.

James didn't look at her and denied without hesitation, "No!"

"Then why didn't you believe me?"

Jessica's soft voice was full of pain, "So many people saw that Angela hit me with her car. Would I

have let Angela hit me with her car?"

James coldly plucked out a glance at her, "You don't need Angela to drive into you, but just need to

tamper with her brake and then stand in front of her car."

Angela was usually a bit foolish, domineering and wilful, but she never has the guts to kill a person. He

had seen that she tried to kill a chicken but was so frightened that she could not hold the knife.

Silence.

Looking at each other, neither of them spoke again.

The air seemed to be being sucked out of the room, making it difficult to breathe.

Jessica looked at James's cold face, and the light at the bottom of her eyes became a little dull, and

finally hollow, "You don't believe me, and I can't help it."

She curled her lips, "I didn't want to sue Angela. But now that you don't believe me, I just have to sue

her for attempted murder."

Seeing that James was unimpressed, Jessica took out her phone and played a recording--

"Jessica, go to hell, you go to hell!"

It was Angela’s voice, and then a loud crash.

James's pupils shrank slightly and his muscles tightened, "How did you get this recording?"

He still didn't believe in the whole thing that Angela bumped against her, and said with a flash in his

eyes,

"Have you been preparing for it for a long time?"