Chapter 167

Dexter turned his head with a disgruntled expression, ignoring Fiona. At least she had been there to keep things from getting awkward; without her, he wasn't sure how things would have gone.

Other people's mothers-in-law were typically considered nuisances or troublemakers, but Angela's had turned into an asset.

"Mom, I must thank you this time, too. I toast to you." This time, Angela stood up steadily and respectfully raised a glass to Fiona.

The atmosphere between the three of them was strange, yet oddly harmonious.

On the way back, Angela slept on Fiona's shoulder the entire ride, her phone ringing constantly.

Fiona grew a bit irritated and opened Angela's bag to check her phone. To her surprise, it was a voice message from Trevor.

"When did she start talking to Trevor?" Fiona's voice turned cold.

"Delete it," Dexter glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his gaze sharp.

deleting the message. But

delete me? I did help you out, after

Fiona just blocked him.

felt like she was walking on cloud nine. The feeling

her perception of Dexter seemed less

would occasionally sit down and share a meal, but only when Fiona

Graham

had been unusually warm toward her, and even if someone had wanted to make a move, they refrained due to their

out, no longer sent word, and there was no sign of the care he'd shown toward

didn't mind; she kept doing what she had to do, slowly

the company, and he was likely furious with her. If he started overthinking and decided to do something rash in the middle of the night, it

came to find her. They had lunch together in Graham

The two old folks at home, on the other hand, have been arguing a lot lately. Don't tell me there's

a hint

lately. You haven't been gambling, and

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