Chapter 148 You Are a ''Good'' Person
"You’ve already known what exactly happened in the car ident two years ago, right?"
James asked slowly as his eyes fixed on Lorenzo’s face.
This was the first time Lorenzo told James about the car ident two years ago. He deliberated it for a
moment, then he looked at James’ face and said,
"I don’t care who is right or who is wrong. At the end of the day, it was Jessica who was hurt. Ang’s
legs were snapped and thrown in jail, because she totally deserved it."
As for..."
"You are such a ''nice'' person." James interrupted with a smile.
Lorenzo couldn''t figure out what he meant and thought he wasplimenting. So he politely replied,
"Ang deserves to be punished for her mistake. Though she is my daughter, I have to be reasonable
and not cover it up for her."
"Well, not bad for a nice person like you."
James sneered.
Lorenzo smiled, "Then thatnd in G City..."
He didn’t finish the rest of the sentence, but what he meant was clear.
"To participate in the auction, I suggest you prepare some money in advance, and if yourpany
does not have enough working capital, you can go to the bank for some loan.
I have other things to do, so please excuse me."
James didn''t give Lorenzo any chance and strode out of the room.
The curves on Lorenzo''s mouth disappeared. His middle-aged but well-maintained face was filled with
bewilderment and confusion.
He saw James’ back disappear from his sight, and his bewilderment grew a little more.
James held a grudge against the Chantes because Ang hit Jessica. Now that he had cleared the air
with Ang, he wondered how came James was still upset with him.
And today, judgnig by the way James looked at Ang, it was not like he hated her guts. Lorenzo felt
like... he frowned and nced at the ward. After a long time of deliberation, he walked in.
Ang was barefoot and taut. She reached the grass in front of the hospital, which was lit up but not
very bright.
The ce was empty after 9:00 p.m., because the patients and families who took the walk here went
back.
The chilly crowled upwards along her feet, her legs and her hands... her whole body felt chilly. Only her
heart was on fire, but it was not the heat of passionate enthusiasm; it was the heat brought on by the
fire of anger and depression, which almost burned out her soul.
"Ang, put on your shoes, the ground is cold, and you’ll get sick."
Luna stood behind her for a long time. Then she sighed softly and walked up to Ang with a pair of
shoes in her hands.
Anyone with ame leg and pulmonary edema, catching a cold would only brought her many more
problems.
Ang was lowering her head and didn''t look at Luna. She didn''t put on her shoes and let the coolness
on her body and the fire in her heart mingle together. She felt so painful as if she was walking on a
knife edge or being cooked in a frying pan.
"No matter how angry you are, just don''t torture yourself. You''re the one who''ll have a hard time if you
rpse, and that would only make your haters happier."
Luna knelt down and grabbed Ang’s ankle. Then she said, "Juts lift your feet."
Ang shook her head. Tears streamed down from the corner of her eyes, she hastily wiped it away
and said in a hoarsen voice,
"I just need a moment for myself. Luna, please go back, it''s cold here."
"Just lift your foot when I tell you to. You’re trying to make me angry, aren''t you?"
Luna looked up and yelled at her, "If you don''t behave, I''ll call your brother to handle this."
Ang grinned a smile, and tears rolled down into her mouth. It was salty. She then said, "He''s no
better than me now, and he can''t even get out of bed. How could he possibly hit me?"
She said as she lifted her right foot held by Luna.
"He will as soon as he got better."
Luna put the right shoe on her, then she held the left foot and said,
"This one."
Ang lifted her left foot and looked down at Luna who was putting her shoes on. A suffocation hit her
chest and she could barely catch her breath.
She wiped her tears and almost fell down. Then sheughed and said, "He never hit me because he
loved me too much."
"Then you should treat yourself better and stop torturing yourself."
Luna put on her shoes and stood up. Her eyes were slightly red. She said, "You could never imagine
how much he had been through over these two years. He was always drunk. When he was drunk, he
squatted on the floor, covering his face and crying. He always said that he was sorry... for you."
Luna sobbed and took a deep breath. Then her voice had returned to normal, as she continued, "He
has started going to the office to study now, but his wreched look made him a joke to other people.
Many times has hee home angry and said he wouldn''t go back again, but on the next day he
would still go to work an hour early, acting like a totally different person."
Ang lowered her head without making a sound. Her upper body was shrouded invisible in darkness.
Clear liquid dripped down on her shoes.
"Your brother is doing this to help you."
Luna patted her hand, and said with her soft voice, "So don''t torture yourself. That will only make your
brother''s heart hurts, and so does mine."
In the past two years, Ang had only cried in front of Greyson and Luna once, which was in the dark
stairwell at her birthday party.
The rest of the time, no matter how frustrated and angry she was, she had never shed a tear in front of
anyone.
This time, her tears was totally out of control. She tilted her head to try not to cry, only to find more
tears flow down her neck.
Two years in prison had snuffed all her dignity and temper, and her only motivation to live was to see
her parents, Greyson and Luna after she was released. Then she would kill herself and leave the world
that had made her suffer.
But she didn''t expect to meet James before she met her parents, and she was threatened by him to
be an employee in the Dream Club and began her life worse than death.
She thought prison life was the darkest time of her life, but she didn''t expect the angry and vicious
working at Dream Club made her more exhausted both physically and emotionally...
It was then that she realized that the darkest time of her life had just begun.
Exhaustion, pain, helplessness and despair haunted her every day. The best ending she could think of
was death, but she didn''t want to get Greyson and Luna involved in her death, so she could only live
like a walking dead every day...
Coward, waspish, shameless, murderer… thesebels imposed on her by others asionally stabbed
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her heart like a knife, but to her, whose life had been at risk for several times, the only thing that
mattered was Greyson and Luna.
As for other people’s words, she had already be numb to them.
"Ang,"
Luna said as she took off her coat and put it on her. Then she said after hesitation,
"No matter how the Harvey Group is, they have to follow thew.
You don''t have to stay at the Dream Club and be humiliated for me and Greyson. so how about this…
when you get out of the hospital this time, your brother and I will find a way to send you abroad… just
don''te back."
Ang lowered her head down and numbly wiped away her tears. Then she said dully,
"I''m fine."
"I''m serious, when you get out of the hospital, go abroad."
Luna sighed lightly and continued. "Greyson and I felt so bad seeing you live like this."
She smiled, "As for James... no matter how angry he is, he can''t posiibly get me and your brother
killed."
Ang interrupted her and said, "There were times when I wish I could die."
She looked up at the dark sky. There were no light in her eyes, as she was like a doll without a
soul.