Desperate Lovers

Chapter 315 You Stand, It's Cold on the Ground.

"Since you are so omnipotent, why are you both getting dumb now?" Lawson had never been tricked

like this time before, and coupled with what happened at the past shareholders' general meeting, his

expression grew horrible. "You both kneel down!"

James flopped on his knees without argument. But seeing Angela was also about to kneel down, he

reached out and held her by the arm. "You stand, it's cold on the ground."

"But I have irritated grandpa. Besides, it's indeed my fault." Angela restrained herself from crying, yet

with red eyes, she looked piteous.

Lawson noticed that Angela was subtly different from her usual attitude.

But with overwhelming fury, he soon left it behind. He sniffed, went up to Angela, and pointed his crutch

to the back of her knee. He said glacially, "Kneel down on your own, or let me do it for you?"

"Grandpa, I ... " Angela just began to speak when the crutch fell on her.

She hadn't expected the senior would take action of a sudden, with such huge strength. Her pupils

slightly dilated and her hands covered her belly subconsciously.

James rushed up to her, while still failed to get her. Angela fell to her knees with a sickening thud, her

upper body pitching forward.

Poof.

A splinter of porcelain impaled in the skin, making a clear sound.

The broken cup was just nearby. It happened that Angela's arm pressed onto the fragments. Scarlet

blood went out promptly.

"Angela!" James rushed to reach out to Angela, regardless of the latter's disapproval look. He took her

by the arm, made her leaning on his chest, and said, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," Angela shook her head.

Seeing the two didn't care about what he had said, Lawson became glum on his face. He knocked the

floor hard with his clutch before he said through gritted teeth, "James, don't push me."

"He was just too concerned about me and the child. Please don't be angry." Angela pushed James

aside and kept her knees down on the ground.

On hearing "the child" from her, Lawson darkened his face at once at the thought of his getting tricked.

"Till this moment, you are still trying to fool me with your fake pregnancy!" Lawson lifted his foot to give

her a kick.

James frowned and stepped forward, but stopped by Angela's accusing glare. "If you don't want a

grandson, go ahead to have a kick."

Having been deceived by them once, Lawson hesitated on hearing this. However, the lure of a possible

grandson is hardly resistible. so he stopped moving on after some hesitation.

"Grandpa, I'm ... I'm pregnant for sure," Angela said with a full face of panic, her hands covering the

belly and tears streaming down from her eyes.

Lawson felt restless whenever he saw people crying. He said, "Stop crying! You are virtually a younger

clone of your mum. All you ever do is crying. Totally an airhead! I wonder what James has seen on

you? Stupid!"

Nobody could tell whether the last word "stupid" was for Angela or James, otherwise for both.

"Grandpa, sorry for lying ... lying to you. But I'm ... I'm now getting pregnant, which I found ... found a

few days ago...." Angela pressed on the wound on her arm with one hand, and then wiped her tears

with the bloody hand, smearing plenty of blood on her face and making herself look embarrassed.

Lawson got annoyed by her tears, "Stop crying!"

"I ... I ... don't ... cry." Angela sniffed and restrained her tears with great effort.

Lawson noticed Angela departed from her usual behavior, but he couldn't figure out what was different

exactly. Was it just the difference between crying and not crying.

Yet she had been caught in a lie, so it's reasonable for her to cry out in fright.

"How can I know if you are lying to me again? Uh?" Lawson glared at her with fury and snapped.

Angela nibbled her lip, trying not to cry, but she still had red rings around her eyes, with her voice

quivering. "I was lying to you last time for my life."

"Then you can lie to me this time, again for your life!" Lawson said with his chest heaving at the thought

of having been deceived by such a fool.

His sight was like a viper, winding around Angela, raw and deadly. She strained herself tightly, "We

didn't contact much before, so I had no idea of your temper. However, after James told me about it ... I

was scared."

"Is there anything he scared of in the world?" Lawson squinted at James with a sullen look, but his tone

eased.

Angela, with her red eyes widely open, flattered intentionally, "I also thought nothing in the world could

make him scared, but he told me one day that he is sort of scared of you."

"Did he really say that way?" Lawson asked with his eyes half-closed. "Angela, what I hate most is to

be deceived!"

Angela's neck flinched with tears running downing again. She wiped her face with the bloody hand, and

said with a quiver, "In fact ... he didn't say ... he was scared."

Lawson's countenance turned horrible.

"He just told me he respected you, admired you, and was slightly ... scared of you." Angela was

shaking.

James stared down, deep in thought. But he paid little attention to their conversation, as he was

concerned about her wound on the shoulder.

The blood was fresh red, which made him dizzy.

A trace of surprise flashed across Lawson's face but was replaced by doubt instantly. He glanced at

James and said with scorn, "He respects me and admires me, which led him to threaten me with a

knife for a woman?"

"That was ... That was because ...." Angela peeked at James secretly, and said no more.

The situation seemed to meet his expectations. He sniffed, "Why don't you continue to make it up?"

"James, our grandpa is asking me, so I have to tell the truth," Angela said to James as if she was

facing a dilemma. Then she turned to Lawson, "You have always been fussing over Kyle but have been

hard on James. He behaved that way just to gain your attention!"

Lawson didn't respond, but obviously, he didn't buy it.

James raised his eyebrow before lowering his head to hide his expression.

"He has been going through a much longer period of rebelling than others." Angela wiped the tears off

her eyes and whispered, "If you still have doubts, you can think about it yourself. James has similar

genes with other family members, but why is he so outstanding?"

Outstanding? Lawson's eyes twinkled.

Lawson felt with instinct what Angela had said was totally made up. Yet he couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"Because he works harder than anyone else. He keeps upgrading himself as others are playing or

hitting on girls." Although Angela's face was full of blood, her eyes were gleaming with sincerity. "He

behaved that way just to gain your attention, hoping you can praise him, just like you have done to

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