Chapter 235

Dexter stared at Angela's face for a long moment before speaking.

"You've been looking down these past couple of days. Is something on your mind?"

Angela stared off into space, lost in her thoughts.

He waved a hand in front of her eyes. "Are you okay?"

Angela jolted back to reality, meeting Dexter's deep, dark gaze. Her heart

trembled for a second before she quickly averted her eyes.

"I'm fine. I'm going to bed. Do as you please."

That night, the bedroom was pitch-black. Angela tossed and turned for a long time before finally drifting into sleep.

"Angie... Angie..."

Half-conscious, she seemed to hear someone calling her name. She opened her eyes and saw a familiar figure before her.

She immediately sat up and bowed slightly. "Mr. Lawson."

Henry was in his 50s. His expression was solemn, and he exuded an undeniable air of authority.

you regret it now?" he asked, a cold sneer on his lips. His sharp gaze pierced straight through her, as if searching the

wave of pain spread through her. It was suffocating and unbearable. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn't dare to lift her head-she didn't dare

Lawson... I-It's all my fault... I made

trembled slightly, and tears fell down her face. But regret

"Pitiful... Truly pitiful..."

in the air. Angela's nose stung, and she

just to marry Dexter. She had thrown herself

And now?

had been slapped in the face

"Angela? Angela?"

her shoulder,

the night for a glass of water when he'd heard the faint sounds of sobs coming through

her sleep, as if she

shooting up in bed, her forehead covered in

gone insane. Without a second thought, she raised her

hard, but the crisp smack echoed loudly

instantly. "What's wrong with

resisting the

a long moment to recover

asked hoarsely,

was still fuming. He let out a cold snort. "I

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