Chapter 9


Chapter 9

At that moment, Dexter wanted nothing more than to crush Angela's jaw to make her remember. No one knew better than he did just how important that wedding ring was to her.

Angela, on the other hand, struggled hard against him. Red marks appeared on her pale cheek from his vice– like grip. Her eyes were red, but she clenched her teeth and refused to beg for mercy.

That illusionary love she had once held on to had vanished the moment she had discovered Elena's existence. Selling that ring had been a relief.

Otherwise, it would have only reminded her of the humiliating life she had lived the last three years, being nothing more than a doormat to Dexter.

As she struggled, her towel slipped and exposed her breasts-it was an alluring sight.

Dexter's gaze darkened as his eyes shot to her exposed skin for a brief moment. He then smirked wickedly while remarking, "What's this? Are you trying to seduce me now? Do you think that using such cheap tactics will make me go easy on you?"

His gaze was filled with mockery, as though he saw her as nothing more than an escort.

"Fine..." Dexter's smirk grew wider, but the look in his eyes became colder. “Since you're so eager, I'd hate to disappoint you."

He moved in to kiss her lips. After all, the only thing Angela had going for her was her face. Dexter thought she had crossed a line and deserved punishment that day.

"Get away from me!" Angela shouted, somehow mustering enough strength to push Dexter away.

Then, she slapped him hard across the face.

The sound of the slap echoed in the room. Dexter's face turned sharply to the side from the force of the slap. A glaring red handprint quickly appeared on his grim face.

"You've already disappointed me enough, Dexter Bamford. Don't make me sick," Angela spat, her gaze fixed on him as she held back tears.

The humiliation she had endured in recent days was nothing compared to that single comment Dexter had made just a second ago.

Angela found herself laughable. She had loved him for so many years, only to have him teach her the importance of knowing when to cut her losses when something was no longer worth it.

“Get out!” She glared at him with her jaw clenched. She pointed toward the door, her gaze

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icy.

wrist and

he was just

angered, and his fury was

he let

over by a truck. She had no idea how she had endured the previous night. She lay exhausted on

had left, she had given

forced herself to sit up and opened an art app, Heartistry. A few days ago, she had registered an account on the platform

had already garnered thousands of views. Today, someone had even sent her a friend request. The person asked if she could create an illustration based on a prompt

realizing that she hadn't even looked into the

it for a moment, she replied, "I can draw it for you. I'll need a

to her rates back when she had been in art school, which the client would likely find

prompt-ripples on a green lake. Angela sketched a

moment was fine. At least she could rely on her design skills to support herself. No matter how powerful and capable Dexter was, he wouldn't be able to

opportunity to build her fortune, and things

washing up, she planned to go to the store to buy some art

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replayed in her mind, and a displeased grimace formed on her face. So, she

idea that someone had been lingering

and the

get into the car. You're going to get heatstroke.” Another one of Dexter's drivers, Henry Urban, couldn't help but suggest

this mad over a few teasing remarks? In fact, Dexter was so mad that

his head at Dexter upon

of Treble Group, who was more than ten years older than him in age. When they had met, his

and your wife to be so close," he had

loud and boisterous man. He had even encouraged his subordinates to appreciate the obvious mark on

conference room huffily

Dexter snapped, his sharp

dared

he could think of was

Now, he had no intention of letting her have it easy anymore. If she wanted to keep playing hard to get, she could do so

me back!" Dexter

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