Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel Chapter 308

Zack sprang up instantly. "Heck yeah! I haven't had a proper meal in days. Tonight, I'm indulging! Let me go pick out a few outfits." With an exaggerated sway of his hips, he sashayed up the stairs.

Dexter had just returned home when he overheard their conversation.

"You're still recovering. You can't eat anything spicy," he reminded Angela absentmindedly as he set down his briefcase.

Angela had been through a rough couple of days. She had just escaped death's door, only to be caught up in Zack's mess right after. Things had been overwhelming.

"Fine, I'll just not order anything too heavy on the palate." Angela agreed without much thought.

Oddly enough, she initially didn't think much about her near-death experience. All she could think about for the past few days was Zack's situation.

Yet, the moment she finally had some time to breathe, the memory of being swept underwater and suffocating kept crossing her mind.

Unconsciously, she felt a tightness in her chest and her breathing growing labored.

"What's wrong?" Dexter quickly strode over, closing the distance between them in just a few steps. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"This is your fault. You reminded me of what happened." Angela shot him a glare.

Dexter's expression darkened.

"But I was already unconscious at the time… I shouldn't even remember what happened." Angela stared blankly into space, confused.

Dexter brought her a glass of warm water. "Well, even if your mind doesn't remember, your body remembers the fear. From now on, no matter what you do, be more careful. Always take… Joanne with you."

After Angela's brush with death, Fiona had reassigned Joanna to be Angela's personal bodyguard again, sticking to her like a shadow, solely focusing on her safety.

"I got it." Angela sighed helplessly.

She couldn't shake the feeling that her ties with Dexter were growing more entangled, but the thing was, she still owed him since he had saved her life twice now.

But with one slap on his back, Zack shot forward, tumbling off his seat and landing face-down on the floor, flopping like a fish out of water.

At the next table, Angela couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zack shot her a resentful look, mumbling, "What kind of sister are you? Are you sure I wasn't adopted?"

With a raised brow, Angela continued to laugh heartily, but her laughter suddenly stopped halfway through.

She suddenly remembered that Amber might be nearby. If Amber were to see them having such a good time, she would probably be heartbroken.

Angela cleared her throat before shooting Zack a warning glare. "Watch yourselves in public."

Sure enough, moments later, Angela's phone rang. It was Amber. She said she was upstairs in the same restaurant and asked Angela to come up for a chat.