Desperate Lovers

Chapter 200 Eye Problem

Cathleen thought of the way James warned her and felt the pain at bottom vertebra of the buttock

worsened.

“Also,” Angela walked to her and whispered in her ears, “Do you really not know if I pester him or he

pesters me?”

“If I remember correctly, you’re only three years older than me. It’s not good that you have problems

with your eyes at this age. I suggest you go to the hospital for an ophthalmic testing.”

Cathleen panted much faster than usual, “Angela, don’t be too arrogant. Maybe Mr. James will dump

you anytime!”

“It’s you who shouldn’t be too arrogant.” Angela snorted and said disdainfully, “I have no idea when

James will dump me. But if you come to bother me again, I can find something to do for your family

during the period when I’m still James’s girlfriend.”

“You dare!” Cathleen’s voice seemed a bit sharp because of excessive elevation.

Angela glanced at her lightly, “You can have a try.”

Just then, she passed Cathleen, walked to the side of the road, and then got in the car and left.

Cathleen helplessly watched the taxi disappear with a gloomy look. She stamped her feet on the

ground angrily but twisted her ankle because of the broken heel.

She cried out in pain, squatted on the ground, took off the intact high-heeled shoe, and knocked on the

ground a few times. After knocking off the heel, she put on her shoes again and gnashed her teeth with

pain when she walked towards the bar that was closed temporarily.

Marriage with the Smith family was not a must. If Danis kept pestering Angela in this way and made her

embarrassed in front of others, she would ask her parents to dissolve the engagement!

At worst...at worst, she could marry Felix, the dandy from another big family. It would be better to marry

Felix rather than Danis, a hypocrite who sounded patronizing, but never forgot another woman since

their engagement!

It was almost dark at six p.m. in the evening. The area of the villa was not small but there was no

servant. Angela didn’t eat much at noon, and she was already a little hungry.

Her first reaction was to order take-out, but several restaurants in a row said that Bamboo Estate did

not allow take-out. It was also not allowed for food delivery drivers to stop at the gate of the community,

waiting for the owner to come and pick it up.

The main reason was that people living in the Bamboo Estate were either rich or powerful. Someone

had pretended to be a man for takeaway and wanted to enter the Bamboo Estate with a bomb.

Although the fake deliveryman was found at the gate, he emotionally ignited the bomb and caused one

death and one injury to the security, which made a great sensation. Since then, no one has been

allowed to approach Bamboo Estate except for those invited by the community owners and the owners

themselves.

Angela could only give up her plan to order takeout and went into the kitchen. There were plenty of

fresh ingredients in the kitchen refrigerator, but she had never cooked before and could cook nothing

but instant noodles.

She didn’t find instant noodles after searching for a long time, so she could only take out a few eggs.

She thought she should be able to make scrambled eggs because it was easy to make. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She just didn’t expect-- Crash! It was already the second egg that fell to the ground.

Angela frowned, but fortunately, the third egg fell into the bowl. She put five eggs in the mixing tank to

mix well. According to the recipe found on the internet, she took out the pan and put the oil in, but she

was stumped when she wanted to turn on the gas cooker.

Nothing in the recipe talked about how to turn on the gas cooker.

Angela scratched her face irritably, and some egg white was stained on her face.

At this time, there came a squeal of brakes outside. It should be James who came back.

She pursed her lips and dumped the oil in the pot and the eggs in the mixing tank into the trash can.

She returned everything to its original place before exiting the restaurant and heading upstairs.

But she didn’t expect to meet James in the living room.

“Have you eaten dinner?” James took off his suit jacket, put it on the sofa, and turned his head to look

at her.

Angela tightened her abdomen, “I’ve already eaten.”

After speaking, without looking at him again, she walked upstairs.

James watched her disappeared around the corner, pursed his lips with his eyes down, and went into

the kitchen.

Seeing two broken raw eggs lay on the kitchen floor, James sighed as if there was nothing, and took

the cleaning tools to clean the floor. When he was about to throw two eggs into the trash can, he

happened to see the eggs and oil that had been discarded in the trash can.

The first room on the left side of the second floor.

Angela sat on the bed, frowned, stood up again, and poured two glasses of water to drink. Her stomach

was a little bloated... but she was still hungry. She pursed her lips, and took the wallet, ready to go out

to eat something.

When she just walked to the door, the door was opened from the outside. James stood in the doorway,

with a little smell of food on him, “Go down to eat.”

“I have already eaten,” Angela said.

James looked at her with his dark eyes and suddenly stretched out his hands. Angela subconsciously

retreated, but the backside of her head was held by his hands, unable to lean back.

He wiped the egg whites off her face with his rough fingers, “Don’t you want to eat eggs? Come

downstairs.”

Angela turned her head to avoid his hand, stepped back, leaving a wide distance between them, and

said again, “I have already eaten.”

She would have no appetite to eat with him.

James cast his eyes down on the purse in her hand, “You can’t drive without a driver’s license. And

there are no taxis nearby.”

He paused, and then added, “There is also no online car-hailing here.”

Angela clenched her wallet and lowered her head without making a sound.

“Since you have eaten, you can eat a little more with me. I’m not used to eating alone.” James said.

Angela pursed her lips and finally went downstairs to the dining room with him.

“It’s not healthy to eat too much at night, so I only cook two dishes.” James filled a bowl with rice, put it

in front of her, and then took another bowl and sat down.

Angela lowered her head to eat but did not say a word.

James didn’t speak anymore, but when he almost finished eating, he suddenly said, “If you meet Felix,

just call me. But if you don’t want to call me, you can call Gabriela.”

“I’m full.” Angela put down her chopsticks and stood up.

James stood up and said behind her, “You can do anything, but don’t hide from me; otherwise, I can’t

guarantee what I will do.”

“Okay.” Angela clenched her fist. Her eyes flamed with anger. She didn’t turn around to look at him, and

after speaking, she strode upstairs.

Hearing the loud sound of door closing from upstairs, James was annoyed and the blue veins

appeared on his beautiful forearms. He sat down again to take a few bites and then took the bowls and

chopsticks into the kitchen.

Angela leaned back against the door and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

Getting angry with James was of no use except for hurting her body. Since she was forced to be with

him, she might as well think about how to use him to avenge those who hurt her.