Chapter 14


Chapter 14

"Mr. Bamford, isn't that Mrs. Bamford?" Erica spoke cautiously.

In contrast to her somewhat anxious expression, she was secretly thrilled and was barely able to contain her excitement.

Dexter's gaze was locked on the slender figure behind the floor-to-ceiling glass. He took out his phone and dialed Angela's number. Then, he watched as she pulled out her phone, glanced at it briefly, and casually hung up his call.

The two business associates who were with Dexter asked tentatively, “Mr. Bamford, what's going on? Why aren't we leaving?"

Erica responded on his behalf, “Mr. Hart, Mr. Levin, please come this way. Let's take a look at the other facilities in the mall."

At that moment, Angela was still unaware of the impending danger.

“Are you really giving me this painting? Can you bear to part with it just like that?” Finn smiled as he admired Angela's artwork, obviously delighted.

Angela raised an eyebrow. "Why? You don't want it? If that's the case, I'll take it back."

She reached for it playfully, but Finn quickly held her wrist to stop her. "No! This painting is mine."

“Angela Graham!” A cold and harsh voice of a man suddenly cut through the air.

Angela froze and felt a chill run down her spine. She wondered in confusion, "Dexter? What is he doing here?"

"It's only been a few days, and you're up to your tricks again." Dexter's words were laced with venom. Each syllable was like a sharp blade that pierced deep into Angela's heart.

"And who are you to speak to her that way?” Finn shot up angrily. He was nearly as tall as Dexter. His handsome face was tensed, but his presence was slightly less imposing compared to Dexter's.

“Have you already found yourself someone new after just a few days? Aren't you going to introduce him? What's his name?" Dexter's gaze was glacial.

body stiffened. She explained

“Do you think I have

For years, Angel's life had revolved around Dexter. She had lost

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Don't go around flirting with anyone you meet, or I'll make sure both

back,

to one side from the blow. A clear, red handprint began to appear on his face. He was utterly taken aback as his mind buzzed, filled with

dare you hit me?" He sneered coldly with a dangerous gleam in his

eyes were reddened, and her shoulders were trembling

I hit you. So what? What right do you have to criticize me? You surround

anymore. Why was it always her who had to

to bear any unfair treatment just to stay with him. But now, all her love for him had vanished. The more she

From the look in his eyes, it was evident that he felt

was a stark contrast to

nose tingled as tears welled up. She turned to leave, unwilling to show her vulnerability in

that it hurt. In the next second, he lifted her

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desperately, knowing exactly

in and blocked

now?” Dexter smirked, looking down at Angela

trembled, shaking her head in panic. “No, he's just

to leave. Dexter was a man capable of

and anyone who crossed

a wicked half-smile. Deep in

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pressure

and for a moment, she regretted standing

her own battles but didn't want to drag anyone else

He's my husband. You should go,” she whispered, her

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