Desperate Lovers

Angela had spent two days in the hospital already. Even the doctor suggested her to stay longer, she still left with a fever after checking the medical bills. The Dream Club paid her well. But she didn't have much left after her daily expenses. She needed to save some against unexpected needs in the future. After these days, she realized that money was the most reliable thing in the world. Though she never thought about it before.

Back to the dormitory, she was alone in the room. She didn't know where the other roommates were. It wasn't the time for shift change.

Due to the fever, dizziness came up after she changed her clothes. Angela held the locker and tried to relax a little.

Suddenly, a sudden sound of footsteps approached, and she got pushed over hard.

The back of her waist hit the desk behind. She couldn't help grunting, feeling the pain.

Julia got shocked when Timothy shoved Angela as soon as she walked in. She passed along and caught Angela immediately when she saw the look on her face.

"What are you doing, Timothy?

Are you okay Angela?"

Angela shook her head blankly.

"I'm fine..."

"But I'm not. You are a murderer and you just touch my locker. What did you try to do?"

"..."

Angela didn't catch up what she said. Then she figured out by noticing the disdainful look on Timothy's face. The whole club might already know about her imprisonment, as what happened that night was blazed all over.

The embarrassment hit her as expected. She lowered her eyes, and explained in a soft voice, "I just held it when I felt dizzy. Don't worry. I did't do anything."

"Who knows? I might die gratuitously someday by living with a murderer like you."

"Shut up. We've been getting along well for half a month. Nothing happened."

Julia glared at Timothy. Then she turned back and saw the red flush over Angela's face.

She touched her forehead instinctively.

"Ah!

You left the hospital with a fever?

You should spend more time there."

"I just caught a cold. Nothing to worry about..."

"Shut up, poser."

Timothy spat and checked her locker again. Then she left ruthlessly, "I'm asking my supervisor to change the room for me. It's really disgusting to live with someone like her."

By seeing her away, Julia eyes were reddened in anger, "We all work at the club. None of us is nobler than anyone else.

I hope you don't mind, Angela.”

Angela got distracted a little when Julia spoke up for her. The wave of warmth spread all over her body, "Thank you, Julia." "Thank you for lighting up the world for me."

Shortly after, someone knocked on the door. Julia got surprised when she opened the door.

"Oh?

Ms. Gabriela, why are you here?"

"Uh-huh."

Gabriela didn't answer. Her eyes fell on Angela, who was sitting in the bed. Then she looked her up and down unconsciously.

This was the second time she met Angela, but a completely different scenario.

As a vigorouswoman, Gabriela pointed at Angela and said, "Come with me."

Angela met Gabriela two years ago. At that time, she didn't know James was the big boss of the Dream Club.

She desperately wanted to get a membership here to check Gabriela out, when she heard about James's gossips with Gabriela.

But Angela paid little attention to Gabriela at that time, since she stood far away from her.

When she was dropped into the club half a month ago, she was trained by the assistant manager.

Gabriela never showed up during her work here.

Angela sighed in admiration when she saw how delicate Gabriela was. She didn't feel surprised on how she ran the business all by herself.

"Your roommate just came to the office. She made a scene about changing a room for her."

Gabriela looked at Angela up and down, and lifted her curved brows,

"You seem to know about this already.What do you want to say?"

"Nothing. It was my fault. I am willing to move out."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐