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.

explained through gritted

you think I have no

had revolved around Dexter. She had lost

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long as you're my wife, keep your promiscuous behavior in check. Don't go around flirting with anyone you meet, or

to hold back, Angela

and his head whipped 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 nothing but

coldly with a dangerous

were reddened, and her

So what? What right do you have to criticize me? You surround yourself with women, and you allow them to come and humiliate me at home. Did I ever utter

couldn't take it anymore. Why was it always her who had to endure

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

looked at Angela with a complicated expression. From the look in his eyes, it was evident that he felt deeply sorry

a stark contrast to Dexter's

turned to leave, unwilling to

that it hurt. In the next

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desperately, knowing exactly what

going too far!” Finn stepped in and blocked his way, his usual

at Angela with a dark

shaking her head in panic. “No, he's just a friend. Don't go

look, urging him to leave. Dexter was

anyone who crossed him

with a wicked half-smile. Deep in his attractive eyes, there was an indescribable sense

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intense pressure

nearly overwhelmed Angela. Her heart raced, and for a moment, she regretted standing up to

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

You should go,” she whispered, her voice cracking

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