Chapter 425

When Angela woke up, the room was utterly silent. She felt like she was being held in someone's embrace, a weight pressing on her chest, making her uncomfortable.

"You're up?" Dexter's deep voice, filled with satisfaction, came from right beside

her.

Angela froze. She instinctively wanted to turn and sit up, but she was firmly held in his strong arms, unable to move.

"I... I'm a little thirsty. I want to get some water." She avoided looking at his face. Her voice carried a hint of unease.

"Hmm." Dexter stood up and turned away from her to pour a glass of water.

He wore only black boxer briefs, showcasing his impressive physique. It was simply mesmerizing.

His broad shoulders, trim waist, defined abs, and long legs were striking. But the most captivating feature was his face with sharp features, a chiseled jawline, and icy eyes that exuded indifference. He was absolutely stunning.

Angela couldn't shake off the wild memories of last night and suddenly realized how much she had overlooked. With such a perfect man right in front of her, she had completely failed to appreciate him.

Dexter returned with a glass of water, casually holding it while looking down

She took a sip from

Dexter sat beside her on the bed with his arms crossed, looking

felt a little self-conscious. "What? Is there something on

was only wearing a thin camisole that barely covered anything, and her

silent, but his gaze carried

and was surprised to see that it was only a little

time for her to get

going to sleep a bit more. Make

glass into his hand and

of the bed, appearing deep in thought. He clearly understood everything. Her thoughts and feelings were completely transparent to him. He knew that

maybe, he would never get it back in

...

called Angela, asking for her

the other end of the line, Angela remained silent for a long time, unsure

you don't understand him at all. He's risked his life for me

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