Desperate Lovers

Chapter 250 Do You Think They Will Threaten Me?

James did not answer.

"Do you really think your aunts can threaten me?" He looked at him with sharp eyes.

James looked down at his toes, "You should know better than me."

"Humph!" Lawson sneered, "If I use 21% of my shares as a bargaining chip, and tell your two aunts

and uncle that I can change the will, will they still threaten me?"

James's pupils shrank for a few seconds, "Probably not."

"Go out and kneel. You are not allowed to get up without my permission!"Lawson was furious.

James hummed, walked outside and knelt at the door. Nathen followed out, stood by and watched him.

Several members of the Harvey family heard the sound and walked out. They whispered a few words

of comfort, and left.

The floor in the corridor was cold. James knelt for two hours, and his legs became numb and

unconscious.

"You did this because of Miss Chante, right? Is it worth doing this for a woman? "Nathen asked.

James squeezed his cold leg, "If it's not worth it, why should you be in jail for a woman?"

"I was young and aggressive." Nathen only said these words, and didn't say any more.

There were not many people at night, but there were still patients' family members, nurses on duty, and

doctors walking around. Seeing James kneeling outside the door of the ward, they were all curious.

When it was about to dawn, Nathen glanced at James's pale face. He entered the ward and walked out

after a while.

"Lawson said you can get up." Nathen said.

James smiled, "Thank you, Nathen."

He tried to stand up with his hands on the ground, but his legs were already numb because of kneeling

for too long. He staggered and almost fell. Nathen helped him, and he stood firm.

"Are you looking for a ward to rest or go back to the Bamboo Estate?" Nathen asked.

James supported the wall with one hand and rubbed his paralyzed leg with the other, "Bamboo Estate."

After his legs got better, he returned to Bamboo Estate with Nathen.

As soon as he got out of the car, James ran into Jessica, who was walking slowly with her wheelchair.

"I'm leaving now, Young Master." Nathen then greeted Jessica, and turned around and left without

getting out of the car.

Jessica stopped with surprise, "Why are you here?" NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"I happen to have a house here." James said.

Jessica put her hands behind the wheelchair, looked at him, and said, "Why do you have so many

wounds? Is it because of Angela that you upset grandpa? "

"I fell off accidentally." James was indifferent, "I'm a little tired, and I'll go back to rest."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Jessica called to him, "Can you wait? I have something to tell you. "

James stopped and turned to face her again.

"I heard that Angela's legs are recovering well." Jessica said with a complicated expression.

James twitched his lips, "Well, better than you. Roland said she could dance again in a while."

Listening to this, Jessica squeezed the wheelchair, and her knuckles turned pale due to excessive

force. She forced a smile, "Is that so?"

"Yeah." James said, "After some time, I am going to send her back to school. At most, one year later,

she should be able to perform on stage. If you are interested, I can ask her to send you a ticket. "

Jessica smiled bitterly, "No need. Since I broke my leg, I have never watched dance performances

again."

"Is it?" James raised his eyebrows, "Angela is different. She watches dance videos every day, and she

has been exercising. She told me yesterday that after her legs were better, she could immediately

perform on stage. She is very confident in herself. "

Jessica lowered her eyes, feeling depressed. When she raised her head again, her expression had

returned to her naturalness.

She pointed at the villa in front of her, "Does Angela live here now?"

"Yeah, it's our wedding room." James deliberately stressed the 'wedding room'.

Jessica bit her lips, sighed and said, "Actually, I don't want to sue Angela. As long as you stop the

treatment of her leg and ask her to apologize, I can forgive her."

"Angela likes to dance very much. It hurts me to see her sad because she can't dance." James said.

Jessica's expression was stiff, but she asked softly, "You and Angela have such a good relationship. Do

you want her to be in jail?"

"Do you think she will be in jail if you sue her?" James was a little surprised.

This sentence was like a muffled thunder, blowing Jessica's mind into a blank. She began to feel

restless.

But soon, she suppressed her emotions, "Angela attempted to murder me and must go to jail. I

personally think one leg is nothing compared to the rest of her life. "

"What if the premise for attempted murder does not exist?" James looked at her indifferently.

Jessica stared at him for a while, and couldn't tell whether he really had evidence or was deceiving her.

However, she thought about the car accident two years ago, and felt that her arrangement was

foolproof and he was swindling her.

She sighed lightly with a bitter expression, "Did Angela say she did not cause the accident and you

believed her? The recording of the car accident that year was still in my hands. It's firm evidence."

The latter sentence was more like suggesting something.

"Didn't you know whether I believed it two years ago?" James looked at her coldly.

Jessica looked at him for a while, then shook her and smiled bitterly, "Since you don't care about

Angela going to jail, I won't talk too much."

James didn't say anything.

"I treated Angela as a friend and didn't want to sue her. But what she did..."Jessica's eyes were red,

then she wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "Sorry, I can't bear it anymore."

James smiled, "It just so happens that I am too."

Jessica was startled for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"Literal meaning." James turned and walked into the villa, and he said as he walked, "Be careful when

you walk. Don't fall and hurt your legs.

Jessica looked at his back with gentle eyes. Her voice was softer than usual, "Thank you for your

concern, I will pay more attention to it."

"You misunderstood me." James stopped, turned around, and looked at her with one hand in his

pocket, "The court summons is coming soon. I don't want to hear your lawyer tell the judge how bad

your leg hurts."

After that, he smiled at Jessica and opened the door.