Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel Chapter 402

"Mrs. Jewell, what's the meaning of this?" Angela rolled down her car window, crossing her arms as she looked at the middle-aged woman who was adamantly trying to argue her way inside to see her grandson.

Hearing Angela's voice, Florence turned around. The moment their eyes met, her face twisted with anger.

"Angela, tell this man to get out of my way! I want to see my grandson! Who does he think he is to stop me?"

Her voice was so sharp and grating that it was irritating to hear.

Frowning in distaste, Angela instinctively backed off. "Oh, so you're here to see your grandson? I almost thought you came here to start a fight.

"I mean, look at you—you stormed here empty-handed and with this aggressive attitude. Anyone would misunderstand. Next time, why don't you bring a little something as a gesture of goodwill?"

"This is my family's matter. It has nothing to do with you, you insolent woman! Mind your own business!" Florence was so furious she was practically smoking from the ears. She looked like she wanted to drag Angela out of the car through the window.

Angela shrugged. "Mia is my friend. Her son is my godson. Moreover, your son has nothing to do with her anymore. I really don't know why you're still here yapping about this."

With that, she tried to leave. She'd barely moved her car when a shrill scream came from behind. "Mrs. Jewell! Mrs. Jewell, are you okay?"

Angela stopped the car and turned her head, only to see Florence unconscious on the ground.

"Ms. Graham, how could you say such things? No matter what you say, Mia's baby is still Mr. Jewell's son! Why would you do this to Mrs. Jewell?" The maid who was always with Florence fumed.

"Take her to the hospital," Angela said, finding this situation familiar. "If she's so frail, she really shouldn't be running around constantly just to get upset. Why make things so hard on herself?"

When Zayn found out that Florence had fainted from anger, he immediately dropped everything and rushed to the hospital.

However, they'd underestimated Zayn's determination to see Leo. He waited outside for almost the entire day. He was pacing back and forth like a wandering ghost with dry lips and a stubble on his face.

"Fine. I'd better go see him." Mia sighed.

The resentful pair finally came face-to-face.

"Mia, please listen to me. I didn't come here to argue or fight over custody. I just want to talk. Can you just give me a chance?" Zayn's voice was hoarse, making it hard for anyone listening not to feel affected.

"Whatever you have to say, say it here," Mia uttered flatly, her eyes devoid of warmth.

With a thud, Zayn suddenly dropped to his knees and began hitting himself.