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.

indescribable sensation stir within

it! She'd been

swiftly stepped back a few paces, putting some

both see the deep

Don't come any closer. I'll leave first." Angela walked out with her back glued to the wall.

quickly and held

hand was warm as he held her wrist. In the past, Angela

this very moment, she felt a strange and inexplicable sense of pleasure from the

Dexter's voice

her tongue hard, finally regaining some

Vel

him away and dashed toward the door as if a

wn

the door. Open it!" Angela's voice had grown soft and weak, and even her knocks were delicate

into the bathroom, turning on the cold water and letting the iciness drench

the lingering heat in her body slowly

a loud thud. It was Dexter pounding on the door. Through the frosted

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