Chapter 133 James’s feelings for Ang


    As soon as the words left his mouth, two nurses braced themselves on the ground and stood up before


    pushing Ang outwards.


    James''s gaze was glued to Ang, and he subconsciously followed her.


    "James, I''m warning you, don''t follow her!"


    Greyson stopped in front of him, clutching his cor with both hands, and said in a suppressed voice


    with gritted teeth.


    After saying that, he trotted off to chase after Ang.


    “James.” Denise walked up to him, sighed, and said.


    "I could care less what feud you and Ang have to settle.


    But she can''t afford to be stimted right now, so consider Mom begging you not to show up in front of


    her during this time."


    James looked straight at her while not making a sound, his fists slightly clenched.


    "James--" Denise called him again, with a hint of begging in her eyes.


    James''s fists unclenched, clenched, and unclenched again, and said coolly,


    "OK." After hearing this, Denise let out a sigh of relief and went worriedly to check on Ang, followed


    by Julia, Luna and her maid.


    The crowded corridor was instantly left with only James, Gabri and the doctor Liu who was sitting on


    the floor.


    James nced at the emergency room, pursed his lips, and walked towards the elevator, his tall figure


    looking wretched and forlorn.


    Gabri stood still for half a minute, said a few words of thanks to the doctor, and then followed him


    into the elevator.


    It was just the two of them in the elevator.


    Gabri leaned against the elevator wall and looked at him with a diagonal hook at the corner of her


    mouth, ''''Mr. James, you still want to say that you don''t have feelings for Ang?


    You''re twenty-four years old now, and there''s no point in ying the game of “say yes and mean no.”"


    This time, James didn''t deny it directly like he did in the past, but digressed, “For the rooftop incident,


    you check it out and tell me."


    DING! The elevator arrived at the first floor.


    James strode out of the elevator, and in the midst of surprised and curious eyes, he exited the hospital


    in his half-wet, half-dry pajama and slippers, and drove away.


    The rain had stopped, the sky was blue and the air was fresh.


    Gabri took a deep breath and looked at the sky and stretched herself hard withziness and interest


    in her brow.


    ording James’ personality, he should have invited her to the car as a gentleman, but this time he did


    not say anything, and drove away. Thus, someone''s heart was messed up.


    Inside the ward, Ang was lying on the hospital bed, her face as pale as thin paper, her figure looking


    thinner under the wide hospital gown.


    Greyson didn''t ask her what was going on, he just stared straight at her with scarlet eyes while


    weeping silently.


    His appearance looked especially funny with his unconventional outfit, but no oneughed.


    "Brother, I''ve just been rescued, shouldn''t you be happy now?"


    Ang pulled her lips, but there was no smile, only unconcealed loss in her eyes.


    She thought she was dead this time, but she didn''t expect herself to be pulled back from the death


    door. When she was discharged from the hospital, she would most likely to start a boring and


    undignified life again, and God would not see her well after all.


    Luna handed a tissue to Greyson and frowned.


    "Ang just got better. That''s a good thing, why are you crying? Cry again and you get out, no more


    crying in here!"


    Greyson didn''t take the tissue, and he wiped his face haphazardly with his sleeve a few times, sniffed


    hard, and questioned Ang, "When you begged for death, didn''t you think about me and your sister-


    inw?"


    He paused a moment before his voice rose much higher, "Who the hell am I working so hard for now?!"


    He went to thepany to learn to do business, and he wasughed at by so many people and didn’t


    think of giving up, wasn''t it just to be stronger so he could help her leave that bastard James?!


    "Greyson, the doctor said Ang shouldn''t be too emotional! It''s okay to save something forter."


    Denise pulled Greyson and advised him gently.


    Greyson didn''t say anything, and he just stared straight at Ang.


    "Who said I wanted to die?" Ang said.


    "I wasn''t the one who asked to die when I was brought in after being locked in the rain on the rooftop


    and having a recurrence of my pulmonary edema and leg problems."


    Greyson didn''t believe it at all and yelled,


    "Liar! Julia told me that she called an ambnce for you, but you were so determined to die that she


    had to call again and tell them not toe!" Denise sat in a side chair and listened to them with her


    eyes flickering.


    And Julia twisted her hands with a burst of red and white on her face, looking at Greyson and Ang.


    She wanted to say something but could say nothing.


    Ang just faintly nced at her, and didn''t mean to me her, "I wasn''t able to speak much at that


    time, plus the wind and rain and thunder, maybe Julia heard it wrong."


    After hearing this, Greyson still had a few moments of suspicion, but his face was no longer as ugly as


    before.


    "Ang, no matter what others think, your brother and I will always be on your side. Don''t let it get to


    you." Luna said as she sat on the edge of the hospital bed and took Ang''s hand.


    Ang smiled and nodded, "I know."


    "You''ve helped Ang this time. I have nothing to give you, just send your bank card ount number


    to my phone, and I won''t let you help her for nothing!"


    Greyson turned to Julia and said.


    Julia’s face turned red, and after further hesitation, said.


    "No, we''re in the same dorm, and it is the least I can do, no......"


    "You can send my brother your bank ount."


    Ang interrupted with a smile, "My brother doesn''t feelfortable without giving you some money."


    Today, Ang smiled even more, but Luna felt that she was not happy and was just doing it to her and


    Greyson for fear that they were worried.


    Julia looked at Ang, and then at Greyson, and said carefully with delights. "Then thank you


    Greyson."


    Greyson didn''t even take this trivial matter to heart, he was concerned about something else, "I


    remember you said someone had locked Ang up on the rooftop?"


    He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes clouded with gloom.


    Julia gulped, before saying, "The person who locked Ang up on the rooftop should be Timothy, but


    I''m not really sure."


    Greyson gave a gentle hum and told Ang, “Take a rest and don''t think about anything else", then


    turned his head and walked out.


    "Greyson, where are you going?" Luna stood up and called out to him, just in case he might cause


    more trouble.


    Greyson''s footsteps didn''t stop and his voice, tinged with some ruthlessness, came from the doorway,


    "Whoever wants to get rid of Ang, I''ll fucking get rid of her!"


    "Ang, I''ll go watch your brother closely and see youter!"


    Luna was worried about Greyson fooling around and couldn’t rest assured of Ang.


    "I can''t die, don''t worry, sister-inw." Ang gave a lightugh and said lightly.


    "When my sister-inw finds my brother, tell him for me that sometimes it''s harder to live than to die,


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    and there''s no need to get rid of the guy who put me on the rooftop."


    No one knew better than her about a fate totally worse than death.


    Julia looked at her like this, feeling a little strange, yet familiar.


    The times she handled Timothy, that was the look...... that made her feel terrible.