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My Baby's Daddy Chapter 863
Chapter 863
‘ That old hag is a billionaire! I can just marry Angela and take over her parents' business. I'm
not going to back out just like this. Ah, don't worry. Angela can't live without me. She does
everything I tell her to. I spent all my time making her fall for me. I know how much she loves
me. Yeah, I know what I'm doing. Talk to you later, Mom. I have something urgent to handle."
Someone opened the door, and out came the woman in a bathrobe. She looked a little miffed
that Dexter was still on the phone, and she pulled him. "Looks like someone cares about a little
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"That's fake news, love." Dexter kissed and pushed her into the room.
Angela put the phone down in fury. She covered her face, and she was trembling. She couldn't believe the man she
deeply loved was only dating her for money. It was hard to believe that he was just pretending to be nice to her.
Richard watched as tears fell through the cracks between her fingers and soaked into the sofa. He frowned.
Cheering someone up was not his forte. He never did anything like that before, but still he wanted to say something
to her. "It's good that you saw through him. Open your eyes the next time you look for a boyfriend. Don't fall for the
same tricks," he said.
It didn't work too well. Angela was just crying quietly, but now she was wailing. She looked up and let her tears fall,
ignoring the fact that there was someone else around. Richard looked at the tissue on the table. He went and took
some for her.
Angela took them from him and dabbed her eyes. She spoke through sobs, "So it was all a lie. Everything he did for
me was a lie. I thought he loved me more than Dad and Mom do, but he’s just a liar! A liar!" Angela felt like dying,
but she felt fortunate that she saw through Dexter. She just couldn't accept that two years of her youth amounted
to nothing in the end.
Richard pulled a few more tissues and handed it to her. He bent over to take his phone, but then he felt Angela hold
him. She buried her head in his chest and bawled like a kid. Richard froze. He spread his arms, but he couldn't push
her away.
Angela didn't mean to hug him. The pain was just too overwhelming, and she wanted someone to hug. She was
grateful to Richard for showing her Dexter's true colors. He also went out of the way to tell her that too. "I wanna
kill that b*stard!" Angie cursed and thumped Richard's chest. She was too mad to realize what she just did.
Richard was speechless. Hey, I'm not the guy who hurt you. Don't take it out on me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"He refused a study offer and took care of me when I was sick. He even cooked for me every day. I thought he was
genuinely nice to me! Darn it!" Angela finally snapped out of it. She was glad that Dexter agreed to never have sex
with her until she was comfortable with it. All she lost was her time and nothing else.
Richard held her shoulders and pushed her down onto the sofa. "This is nothing to cry over."
She wiped her tears away as she thanked him. "Thanks for showing his true colors to me,
Richard."
Richard stood up. "In that case, work with me and stop causing so much trouble."
"I need to use your phone again." She stood up. Her eyes were red, but the look in them was
calm.
Richard lent her his phone gladly this time, and she called Dexter again.
"Hello, Angela? What happened? Why did you hang up? I couldn't get through to you," he asked
hurriedly. Richard's number was not open to the public, so nobody could call him.