Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel 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.

She felt an indescribable sensation stir within her body.

Damn it! She'd been drugged!

At this moment, Dexter had already swiftly stepped back a few paces, putting some distance between them.

When their gazes met, they could both see the deep shock in each other's eyes.

Who else could have done this except Joseph?

"You… Don't come any closer. I'll leave first." Angela walked out with her back glued to the wall. However, out of nowhere, her knees gave out, and she almost collapsed on the floor.

Angela shivered. Her back was facing him. No, she wasn't insane. It was because she was too clear-headed that she refused to allow herself to succumb to this.

"Open the door!" After a while, when Angela was on the verge of fainting, she heard the sound of a vase smashing against the door.

The people outside, perhaps not expecting their resistance to be so fierce, hurriedly unlocked the room.

At this moment, Dexter's eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body exuded fury. He abruptly grabbed the guard standing outside by the collar, gritting his teeth as he shouted, "The antidote! Where is it?"

This bodyguard worked for Joseph, so Dexter knew him.

"Mr. Bamford Sr. didn't give me the antidote." The bodyguard's face paled, and he didn't dare to look at Dexter.

"Piss off!" Dexter pushed him away and said to the other household staff. "Get the doctor."

Angela had no idea when she had passed out in the bathroom or when she was taken out. When she groggily regained consciousness, she found herself lying facedown on a bed. A faint, stinging pain radiated from her arm and back.