Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim by Dream Fish

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.

grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed, pinning her down and

crazy, and he

and his fury was so intense that it almost burned away

he let it

by a truck. She had no idea how she had endured the previous night. She

the night. Before he had left, she had given him one

and opened an art app, Heartistry. A few days ago, she had registered an account on the platform and uploaded some of her previous illustrations and designs. She had

someone had even sent her a friend

that she hadn't even looked

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

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

on a green lake. Angela

at the 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 discover

build her fortune, and things would gradually

she planned to go to the store to buy

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shoulders. Last night's madness replayed in her mind, and a displeased grimace formed on her face. So,

afternoon painting. She had no idea that someone had been lingering downstairs where she

blazing, and the temperature was

going to get heatstroke.” Another one of Dexter's drivers,

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

at Dexter upon recalling what had happened

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

Bamford, I didn't expect you and your

had even encouraged his

the conference room huffily without so

Dexter snapped, his sharp gaze cutting toward

and dared not

could think of was the laughter he had endured and the look

of letting her have it easy anymore. If she wanted to keep playing hard

me back!" Dexter