Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim by Dream Fish

Chapter 1

It was actually very obvious whether a man loved a woman or not. Angela Graham knew it very well.

For example, Dexter Bamford could spend a fortune buying out all the billboards in the central business district to celebrate the birthday of his first love, Elena Carrey. He did so that the whole city would be able to tell his sincerity toward her.

But for Angela's birthday, all she got was just a small, six-inch cake. In fact, it was the very same cake the nanny had gotten on her birthday.

Angela chuckled when she saw the cake. It made sense, after all. Although she was Dexter's legally wedded wife, the actual Mrs. Bamford, her job scope wasn't much different from the nanny's anyway.

The only extra task she had was sleeping with Dexter.

Angela felt tears well in her eyes when she thought about this. The loneliness in her eyes stood out like a sore thumb amid the noisy surroundings of the party.

Dexter had been late to the party as always. Actually, he had planned on staying at the banquet hall for a while longer, but he had received a message just then.

He opened up the message, not bothering to hide anything from Angela. It was as if her feelings weren't even worth considering at any point.

"It kinda hurts... Can you come over?"

Along with the message was a photo of a woman's bare back, decorated all over with red hickeys and love bites, as if she had just finished rolling in the sheets with her lover a few minutes ago. It was very suggestive.

Angela couldn't even describe what she was feeling anymore. She just felt the discomfort in her stomach start to intensify.

She knew the person who had sent Dexter the messages. It was his secretary, Erica Carrey, Elena's younger sister. She had just never imagined that Erica was also one of Dexter's sex partners.

Angela stared at Dexter's phone for a long time. It wasn't until Dexter addressed her that she finally snapped back to her senses.

"Done staring?"

head, her gaze meeting Dexter's dark

in the shadows under the dim light. He exuded a cold and aloof air as he threw Angela another glance and nonchalantly slipped

didn't seem the least bit hurried or anxious at all, and he certainly wasn't remorseful that his wife

child who had

just simply couldn't hold this against him. After all, following what had happened the last time, her father, Bill Graham, had

had also long forgotten his promise to Marie and

had nothing left aside from the title of Mrs. Bamford. She was just Dexter's trophy wife. She knew that she had no right to question Dexter, the head of the household who

on the corner of his shirt and said, "Dexter, can you come home earlier today? I've got something to tell

half-smile and suddenly came close to her. He chuckled in her ear and said, "What, tonight? Someone's eager today. I'm taking this

Dexter had never gone

Angela kept behaving

that this so-called intimacy was only a show.

marry her, so she was a

Dexter nodded at the rest of the guests and left the

glanced at the clock and saw that it

waited for him. When she saw him enter the house,

like peaches. Obviously, this scent didn't belong to her. She held the

"Dexter-"

immediately interrupted. However, it was obvious that

dog?" He said it nonchalantly, as if

serve him food, and satisfy him in bed whenever he wanted. She was not

to say, you can wait until I've showered," Dexter said, walking around

bathroom with a head of messy hair. His bathrobe hung loosely on his shoulders, revealing his toned

dare to look up at him. It had been so many years, and Dexter still managed to hypnotize her like this

had been in high school, she had accidentally bumped into his table, knocking his textbook off to the ground. From the moment he had smiled at her and told her

his gambling addiction. Apparently, they had no choice but to put a mortgage on

had belonged to Marie all along and had nothing to do with them! How could they have done such