Inside the bag were… adult toys!"My goodness…" Angela's face flushed red. She looked down, unable to say a word.Fiona laughed mockingly and said, "What's the matter? Are you still some innocent little girl? You've been married for so long, yet you can't even produce a child. What value do you have left in the Bamford family?"Angela froze instantly. Fiona's words hit her like a bolt of lightning. She didn't know how she had put up with this in the past.From the beginning until now, she had been nothing but a birthing machine in Fiona's eyes."I can't get pregnant because your son refuses to cooperate, and I'm not capable of asexual reproduction either," she retorted coldly, placing the bag of items back on the coffee table.This was the first time she had spoken up so firmly.Fiona's gaze darkened, surprised by her response. Then, she let out a cold laugh."Oh, I see. Someone has grown a spine." Fiona stood slowly, her tone sharp with authority. "I'm warning you, if there's
"Mr. Bamford, isn't that Mrs. Bamford?" Erica spoke cautiously. In contrast to her somewhat anxious expression, she was secretly thrilled and was barely able to contain her excitement.Dexter's gaze was locked on the slender figure behind the floor-to-ceiling glass. He took out his phone and dialed Angela's number. Then, he watched as she pulled out her phone, glanced at it briefly, and casually hung up his call.The two business associates who were with Dexter asked tentatively, "Mr. Bamford, what's going on? Why aren't we leaving?" Erica responded on his behalf, "Mr. Hart, Mr. Levin, please come this way. Let's take a look at the other facilities in the mall." At that moment, Angela was still unaware of the impending danger."Are you really giving me this painting? Can you bear to part with it just like that?" Finn smiled as he admired Angela's artwork, obviously delighted.Angela raised an eyebrow. "Why? You don't want it? If that's the case, I'll take it back." She reac
Angela seemed oblivious as she sat calmly on the couch and sipped her now-cold coffee.Erica found nothing and could only cross her arms as she emerged. Her eyes were filled with mockery as she looked at Angela."It seems you've hidden it well. Could it be on you?" she said with a sneer, casting a disdainful glance over Angela."It's not," Angela replied curtly, too tired to argue further. She set down her cup and got up, ready to go to bed. The maids could clean up the mess later on."Stop!" Erica snapped, grabbing her arm to stop her from leaving. "If you won't bring it out yourself, strip down so I can check. That necklace is a Bamford family treasure.""Get lost!" Angela had had enough and slapped Erica hard across the face. She shot back hotly, "It's always Bamford family this, Bamford family that—are you a dog belonging to the Bamford family?"Her gaze was icy, and her voice was filled with contempt. She then pulled out her phone and pressed three numbers."W-What are you
Angela's hand that was drawing slowed down. She silently prayed that Dexter wouldn't notice her.Meanwhile, a few judges were quietly discussing in the panel."The contestants this time are of high caliber as they have gone through a preliminary round. If we spot someone suitable, we could consider hiring them as a designer in our companies.""Yes, during the initial screening, I remember seeing a piece titled 'Curse'. The style was remarkably unique. Designers with such a strong personal style are hard to find nowadays.""Do you know the artist's name?""That, I didn't catch…" Dexter sat silently, his slender fingers tapping lightly on his knee. His gaze swept over the contestants, then \became fixed on a slim figure in the distance. Instantly, his expression turned icy.Two hours later, the competition ended, and the contestants submitted their work.The judging panel scored the entries on the spot, after which the pieces were sealed away. The results and rankings were to be
"You're so useless, Dexter. You can't even help someone up properly! I still don't know what Angie saw in you. Oh right, I was the one who arranged your marriage, after all. "Without my aid, how would you have been lucky enough to marry such a beautiful and outstanding wife like Angie? You should count your blessings…" Joseph went on and on, scolding Dexter endlessly. Dexter had no choice but to listen, and it was torturous."Grandpa, don't bother with him. Let's go. I'll make you your favorite bouillabaisse and grilled fish." Angela took Joseph's arm and led him away, giving Dexter an exaggerated eyeroll over her shoulder as she went.Dexter was furious, yet he had nowhere to vent.That night, Angela retreated to her bedroom early and locked the door. With Joseph gone, she had temporarily lost her protector and couldn't afford to provoke Dexter too much."Mrs. Bamford, Mr. Bamford has gone out. You're free to come out." Donna's voice came from the other side of the door.Ange
"Hey, it's Angela! Long time no see. Come on in!" Zayn's attention shifted immediately from the streamer to Angela as soon as he saw her.The others watched intently, sensing the drama. Compared to some random streamer, Angela was far more interesting.After all, among the socialites and heiresses in Eldmere, she was the only one who had managed to marry Dexter. It was still an incredible feat, even though her marriage was far from a fairytale."No, thank you," Angela replied with a polite smile. "I'm here to take Dexter home. He said he was drunk." Her demeanor was graceful, and her tone was gentle. She had an air of elegance about her. Dressed simply and untouched by heavy makeup, she radiated a calm beauty that made her stand out among the other women present in their flashy outfits.Zayn glanced at Dexter, feeling perplexed. He looked perfectly sober. There wasn't any sign of drunkenness at all."Since you're here, come in and have something to eat before you leave, Ms. Grah
The pain was so intense that Dexter felt his soul leave his body. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he lay curled up in bed, letting out low groans of agony.Angela was stunned. She hadn't kicked him that hard. It had just been a light… nudge."Angela… Graham!" His voice was terrifyingly cold, like he was ready to kill. "Get… Get a doctor… here. Now!" A doctor? He couldn't have suffered irreparable damage, could he?Angela panicked and went to call the doctor as she was told.The doctor spent some time asking where the injury was.Dexter roared, "It's my groin!" Angela stayed by the door, peeking in. Only half of her head was visible.She overheard the doctor explain that Dexter had almost suffered permanent damage. He should stay in bed and avoid moving for the next few days. The more the doctor spoke, the darker Dexter's expression grew."Get in here, Angela!" Dexter commanded coldly, his expression brooding.Angela cleared her throat and stepped inside cautiously.
Back then, Miles had gone to great lengths to have Lionel acknowledged by the Bamfords."I understand," Dexter replied indifferently.Fiona was used to his attitude by now. "Come with me," she said, pointing at Angela. Then, she left without looking back.They walked into the study one after another.Fiona got straight to the point. "Angela, I've heard that you've changed a lot these past few days. I'm warning you—don't go causing unnecessary trouble. Stay here and fulfill your duties as Mrs. Bamford." In the past, Angela wouldn't have dared to say anything in response. But now, she refused to endure such commands and suffer in silence.Angela countered, "What exactly are the duties of Mrs. Bamford? Do those include serving drinks, doing laundry, and cooking? Or is it to be humiliated by my husband's secretary or to be a birthing machine?" She looked at Fiona with a faint smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. On top of that, she even stared back at Fiona unflinchingly.Fi
"Currently, people online are speculating that you'll get back together with Mr. Bamford and that he still has feelings for you and is trying to win you back," Joanne added bluntly, conveying her thoughts just as she had been asked to.Angela was so speechless that she nearly choked on her water.She grabbed her phone to check out the trending topics herself. She'd been so busy lately—rushing around nonstop, working through even her worst morning sickness—that she hadn't had time to keep up with the gossip.A comment read, "Gotta hand it to her—she's seriously badass. We watched her go from a discarded wife to a business mogul, and now she's involved with a hot young guy.""Right? I think she made the right call by getting a divorce. Sure, Dexter's rich and handsome, but Angela's not hurting for cash. Staring at the same face every day? Anyone would get tired of that.""But does Dexter still have feelings for her or what? Why is he always showing up wherever she is? The paparazzi
With a sorrowful gaze, Frederick looked at Angela, clearly trying to tug at her heartstrings."Ms. Graham, I had no choice… If I hadn't done that, I would've been tormented to death…" While begging for mercy, he tried to inch closer to Angela and reach for her hand."Get lost." Before Angela could speak, Dexter snapped coldly, swatting Frederick's hand away.Frederick was then escorted out.The gossip at the company only grew more outrageous after that. Some even claimed Angela had gone too far, so much so that even her ex-husband, Dexter, couldn't bear to watch any longer and personally stepped in to handle the problem.Ingrid came to see Angela. "Ms. Graham, how would you like to handle this?"Unexpectedly, she wasn't as emotional as usual, and her eyes no longer held their usual hostility as she faced Angela.Raising an eyebrow, Angela asked instead of answering, "What can you do?" "Fire Frederick, release a formal apology, appease public opinion with some customer incentiv
Angela instinctively wanted to avoid it, but she told herself she couldn't back down. After a brief pause, she nodded firmly. "Austin, this baby is mine. I'll do everything I can to protect the baby."Austin was momentarily stunned. After a long silence, he finally said, "If you've already made up your mind..."But halfway through, he suddenly stood up. He placed his hands on his hips and paced around the office.It was clear he couldn't bring himself to accept the reality. He was visibly upset. "You could have another baby anytime. Why are you so hung up on this one? You still can't let go of him, can you?""That's right," Angela answered without hesitation, speaking her mind bluntly.Both of them froze for a moment.Austin frowned deeply. He stared at her for a long time, a trace of self-mockery flashing in his eyes. He already knew the answer. Why had he even bothered to ask? "Austin, stop pushing me. This baby is my bottom line. As long as I have the baby, I can keep myse
Angela asked, "Who is your current partner? Do you know who spread this rumor?"Frederick scratched his head, looking completely at a loss. "Ms. Serrano and I are in a normal relationship. As for who dug up my past, I really have no idea. I swear I'm innocent."Kara Serrano was an A-list celebrity. Though she was already 40, she was known in the entertainment world for her youthful appearance. Her skin was flawless and radiant—the kind that countless people envied.Angela wondered if she could also date a fresh graduate when she turned 40. She could take good care of herself and make a lot of money. She would be more than willing to spend lavishly on a young boyfriend.Dexter cleared his throat again, giving her a resentful look tinged with anger. It was as if he could see right through her and knew what she was thinking. Angela suddenly felt guilty for no reason and quickly looked away.But to Austin, who caught that brief exchange of glances, it looked like a sign that the two
Angela was truly speechless. She quickly tidied herself up and got ready to head to the office.Dexter eagerly volunteered to drive her."Leave me alone. I don't need it." Angela shot him a glare and impatiently waved him away.But he swiftly slid into the driver's seat, rubbing his hands together leisurely. "If you bring me along, you won't have to explain much. Doesn't my face hold up just as well as those young male streamers'?"Angela burst out laughing. He wasn't wrong.However, he was already pushing 27 this year. On the other hand, Frederick was only 22. He was still a fresh graduate. "He's younger than you, more obedient, and gentler," Angela said with a meaningful smile, giving Dexter a slow once-over.Dexter snapped, "What's that supposed to mean? He's just some pretty boy! How can he possibly compare to me?"He gritted his teeth, a flash of resentment crossing his eyes.Angela found it amusing. Still, she didn't chase him off again. Indeed, if Dexter showed up with
Angela's attitude toward Fiona was much better than it was toward Dexter. The two of them strolled across the lawn. When the morning's events came up, Fiona couldn't help but sigh. "Whatever decision you make, I'll support you." Fiona looked at Angela gently, as if she were an old, dear friend.Angela smiled sincerely, feeling touched by her kindness. "Yeah. I don't plan on getting married again. With this child, whether it's a boy or a girl, I'll never be truly alone for the rest of my life."Fiona froze for a moment, a flash of delight quickly crossing her eyes. She wondered if Dexter still had a shot.Just then, a car slowly pulled up outside the villa. Fiona spotted it from a distance and went to open the gate, letting the car drive in."They are the caretakers I hired for you. From now on, they'll be responsible for taking care of you until you give birth safely," she said casually, pointing to the eight uniformed men and women who stepped out."It's not necessary. There's
Dexter didn't answer Angela's question. Instead, he quickly pulled a card from his pocket. "This is 50 million."Angela was puzzled.Before she could even react, he stood up again and retrieved a transparent file folder from his briefcase. Inside, several property certificates were neatly arranged."These are the certificates for five of my private villas. They've already been transferred to your name."Angela propped herself up on the bed, feeling weak and drained. When her eyes landed on the items in front of her, she was utterly stunned."I don't want your assets. I can support the child on my own." She turned her head, refusing to look at him.Before she finished speaking, Dexter stood up. He stepped away from the expensive items and paced around the room with his hands on his hips. Then he muttered vaguely, "It's not for you. It's for my daughter.""It's not your daughter, it's my... How do you know it's a daughter? What if it's a son?" Angela glared at him. Dexter felt
The spacious room was cloaked in an eerie silence.Angela appeared calm and composed, seemingly unfazed. But in reality, she was in full-blown panic. After all, this was Austin, the only man she truly respected and feared."Come with me," Austin said after a moment of silence. Suddenly, he grabbed Angela's hand and started pulling her toward the door.Angela immediately sensed trouble and instinctively struggled to get free, but his grip was far too strong. There was no way she could break away.Austin had one hand on the doorknob and the other gripping Angela's wrist tightly, exuding a dangerous energy.But the moment the door swung open, a tall figure blocked their way. It was Dexter. He was dressed up and looked sharp. Yet, at that moment, he seemed clearly stiff and awkward.His hand was still hovering midair, as if he had been about to knock but kept hesitating.Their eyes met. Seeing the strange scene before him, Dexter frowned deeply. "What are you doing? Why are you pull
Angela hesitated. She wanted to avoid it.But Mia firmly pressed the coin into her hand. "You flip it. If it lands on heads, you keep it. If it's tails, you let it go."Then she gently nudged Angela forward.Ultimately, Angela compromised. It was better to resolve the situation quickly rather than be overwhelmed by indecision and fatigue.She closed her eyes, tossed the coin high into the air, and waited for fate to deliver her verdict. A crisp clink rang out as the coin landed, and her heart seemed to stop for a beat.Zack sprawled on the floor and shouted in surprise, "Heads. It's heads!"Angela's heart raced as she opened her eyes. The coin rested on the coffee table, clearly displaying it was heads. Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.It wasn't because she was overjoyed by the result. Rather, at the precise moment the coin was tossed, she had already known her answer. She wanted to keep the baby.Despite having countless reasons to give the baby up, she found herself un