Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel Chapter 350

Nigel never expected Angela to be this determined—at the very least, her perseverance was commendable.

By the time Dexter arrived, Angela was already battered and bruised. With clenched teeth, she desperately tried to fight back, but she was blocked time and time again. It was downright tragic to watch.

"Dexter, you have to talk some sense into her!" Fiona pleaded anxiously. Watching Angela get knocked down over and over again made her wince just from witnessing it.

Dexter's face was dark with frustration. He stared intently at the bruised Angela on the training ground, unable to vent his anger and frustration.

What right did he have to stop her? The more he tried to talk sense into her, the more stubborn she became, and the more she would deliberately go against him.

She didn't even see herself as a woman anymore—she was acting like a lunatic.

"Why would I do that? Let her suffer." Dexter scoffed coldly, turning away.

At first, everyone around Angela tried to dissuade her from this reckless endeavor, believing it to be an impossible challenge.

But over time, they realized that Angela's determination was unwavering. No matter how many times she got knocked down, she would always struggle back to her feet. It was almost obsessive.

Within three months, she built solid muscle, her facial features became sharper, and her overall condition was surprisingly good.

The doubts and criticisms around her grew quieter, eventually turning into silent admiration.

Even Dexter stopped opposing her outright after secretly checking on her training almost every day.

In the beginning, he had wanted nothing more than to drag her away from this madness. But now, as he stood at a distance and watched her relentless efforts, he couldn't help but respect her more.

During this time, Angela often ran errands between work and home with a bare face and no concern for appearances.

One day, while she was shopping at a nearby supermarket, she was approached by a street reporter.

Angela nodded. She had already familiarized herself with the competition's format beforehand. It was unique as it was unlike most other tournaments, and she found it quite intriguing.

"The high difficulty and challenge are what attracted so many participants. Most of them are young and from wealthy families," Fiona added.

"Madam Fiona, how do you know that? Did you do your homework?" Angela teased.

Fiona rolled her eyes. "I just don't want to see you get beaten so badly that you can't even walk out of the ring. If you're losing, surrender quickly—just whisper it in your opponent's ear."

Angela was exasperated. "Stop worrying. I'll be heading in now."

Dexter gazed at her with dark, unreadable eyes. He was clearly worried yet unwilling to hold her back.

Angela stepped into the inner waiting area, only to realize there was a terrifying issue.