Dexter turned his head with a disgruntled expression, ignoring Fiona. At least she had been there to keep things from getting awkward; without her, he wasn't sure how things would have gone.
Other people's mothers-in-law were typically considered nuisances or troublemakers, but Angela's had turned into an asset.
"Mom, I must thank you this time, too. I toast to you." This time, Angela stood up steadily and respectfully raised a glass to Fiona.
The atmosphere between the three of them was strange, yet oddly harmonious.
On the way back, Angela slept on Fiona's shoulder the entire ride, her phone ringing constantly.
Fiona grew a bit irritated and opened Angela's bag to check her phone. To her surprise, it was a voice message from Trevor.
"When did she start talking to Trevor?" Fiona's voice turned cold.
"Delete it," Dexter glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his gaze sharp.
Fiona raised an eyebrow, quickly deleting the message. But soon, Trevor sent another message.
"Angela, why delete me? I did help you out, after all."
Fiona just blocked him.
…
For several days, Angela felt like she was walking on cloud nine. The feeling was truly indescribable.
Even her perception of Dexter seemed less unpleasant.
The two of them would occasionally sit down and share a meal, but only when Fiona was present.
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