Chapter 191

There was a knock on the door. "Are you awake? We need to talk."

It was Dexter.

Angela put on a jacket and went to the study on the second floor.

Something seemed off about Dexter; his handsome face was flushed, as if he were ill.

"What's wrong with you?" Angela looked at him. She thought he was really sick, so she got up and poured him a glass of water.

He took the water and drank it all. "I don't know either. I think I might have caught a cold and have fever."

Fever? Seriously?

Angela said, "What do you plan to do about Grandpa? I feel really guilty toward him."

Dexter raised an eyebrow. "Then why don't you go tell him that we're actually not divorced and are still living a good life together? If he gets excited, maybe he'll recover faster."

Angela glared at him and was about to speak when she suddenly felt a slight warmth spreading across her back.

sensation stir within

it! She'd

swiftly stepped back

could both see the

else could have done this except

to the wall. However, out of nowhere, her knees gave out, and

quickly and held

the past, Angela would have pushed

a strange

door is locked." Dexter's voice was slightly hoarse,

hard, finally regaining some sense of clarity.

Vel

toward the door as if a ravenous wolf were snapping at

wn

voice had grown soft and weak, and even her knocks

turned abruptly and headed into the bathroom, turning on the cold water and letting

her

she heard a loud thud. It was Dexter pounding on the door. Through the frosted glass, his angry voice erupted, "What are you doing? Are

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