Desperate Lovers

Chapter 242 Those Who Bullied My Girlfriend

The girls glanced at each other and nodded in confusion, and one of them even mentioned the name of

the movie blankly.

"Okay." James returned to the queue.

After the gentleman in front bought the tickets, he said to the ticket seller, "How many tickets are left for

The Flying Man? I want to buy all of them."

"Wha... What? "The staff stammered.

James repeated his request in the surprise of the crowd behind him, "I will book the entire theatre, and

invite all of you to watch the movie."

He turned his head and looked at the girls behind, "Everyone could go in and watch the movie, except

those who were talking about my girlfriend just now."

When the girls heard it, they were immediately stunned. They could only watch the people behind them

walk into the cinema happily.

"Mr... Mr. Harvey, you can't do this! "One of the girls blushed.

James didn't argue with her, but looked at the staff, "Is there any rule that prevents me from booking

the cinema hall?"

The staff was still in shock, and said dumbfounded, "No."

"Is there any rule that prevents me from inviting people to watch movies?" James asked again.

The staff shook his head again.

"What I am doing is in compliance with the regulations." James said to the utterly discomfited girls, and

walked into the cinema hall with Angela.

After they left, the girls wanted to go in, but were stopped by the ticket inspector, "Sorry, the gentleman

said just now that he didn't invite you."

No matter what they said to him, the staff just apologized. In the end, they could only leave with

disappointment.

In the cinema hall, the Flying Man had not yet been screened, and there were Ads for upcoming

movies on the screen. Under the dim light, the red chairs were almost fully occupied.

"You don't need to do this." Angela said.

The news had been sent out. They could control the speech of a few people, but they couldn't silence

everyone.

James put on the 3D glasses, which blocked his eyes, "It is necessary for me. I'm narrow-minded."

Angela pursed her lips, lowered her head and said nothing. Her thoughts were mixed. Jessica had

already sued her, and she would soon be subpoenaed by the court. What could she do then?

The brake of the sports car she drove two years ago was broken, and the police could easily detect it.

The incident should be handled as an accident at most.

However, they insisted that she wanted to kill Jessica deliberately, and mentioned that Jessica had a

recording.

Angela didn't know the content of Jessica's recording, let alone when the recording that sent her to the

prison came from!

"Are you worried about Jessica suing you?" James turned his head and asked her.

His breath sprayed on Angela's neck, and she moved aside uncomfortably without saying a word.

This feeling of being seen through made her feel like she was stripped naked and stood in front of him. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

It was very uncomfortable!

"I have already taken care of this matter." James lightly touched the scar on the end of her eyebrows,

and then put his hand back before she avoided it.

Hearing this, Angela was stiffened. Her mind seemed to have been struck by the thunder, which went

completely blank for a moment.

It was difficult for her to describe her mood at the moment. It seemed that a big malignant tumor

growing on her body was suddenly dug out. She was relaxed, but she felt she was in a dream.

Angela's fingers trembled slightly, and she turned to look at James beside her. But at that moment, the

lights went out suddenly. She was unable to see his face due to the darkness,

"Har..." She spoke, and her voice was still trembling uncontrollably.

"You can tell me anything after the movie." James took another pair of 3D glasses and put it on for her,

"No matter what happens, I'll be with you. You don't need to have mental burden."

He said softly, but Angela could still hear every word clearly in the deafening noise in the movie hall.

Her long dead heart suddenly beat hard, as if someone was knocking on it with a mallet. She touched

her chest, frowned, and forcibly suppressed her inner feelings.

The movie seemed to be very good, for there was either laughter or scream in the hall. During the

climax, some people even cried.

Like them, Angela stared at the big screen, and could see clearly every character and every scene. But

they just passed before her eyes, not in her mind at all. In the end, she couldn't even remember the

content of the movie.

When the movie came to the end, almost everyone didn't move, waiting to see the bonus scene.

Angela stood up quickly, and pulled James, "Let's go."

James looked at her holding his hand, smiled unconsciously, and gave a hum.

Angela's hand was as hot as a soldering iron. She let go of him abruptly, and went out of the cinema

hall in a hurry. When she arrived at the hallway, she hesitated for a while and asked, "Do you have

evidence to prove my innocence?"

Two years had passed. In the past two years, the car accident had kept her head down.

She turned to look at him, breathing faster than usual. Her heart seemed to jump out of her chest.

In the past two years, she kept telling herself not to care about the eyes of others. She thought she

really didn't care anymore. But at that moment she knew she still cared!

"Yeah." James noticed that she wanted to hear the answer but didn't dare to ask him, and his heart

seemed to be pricked.

Angela breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the wall next to her, only to realize that her hands

and feet were already limp.

There was real evidence to prove her innocence. It was so good!

"... Thank you. "Angela struggled for a while and said to James.

It was half past twelve, and was almost lunch time. They entered a restaurant featuring spicy crayfish.

After Angela found a table, she heard someone behind her talking about her and James

"She is the mistress! Jessica was so good to her, but she crippled her leg and ruined her love. She is

so vicious! "

"Mr. Harvey is also a scum. He flirted with Jessica for two years, but did not marry her. He is actually

with the murderer!"

"A bitch and a scum. They should be together forever!"

Angela frowned. She didn't want to make trouble, so she pretended not to hear it. But what they said

was getting more and more out of control/ She put down the water glass, turned to look at them, and

they stopped immediately.

She stood up, walked to them, and tapped on the table a few times.

"What's the matter?" The man with glasses asked calmly.

Angela smiled reluctantly, "You are talking about me just now, are you?"