Richard reflected on himself and decided he would never let this happen again. “I’ll cut off all your contact with the outside world from this minute on. I’ll get my men to protect your parents. You’re going to stay here.” He was going to leave again.
Angela stared at him. She decided to stop pulling any tricks and pleaded, “I know you want me safe, Richard. Thank you, really, but I can’t lose my boyfriend. Please, let me call him. I promise it won’t take long.”
Richard stopped in his tracks. He took a deep breath, and he turned around slowly, as if he had made a decision. He took his phone out and handed it to her.
Delighted, Angela went and took it from him.
“Thank you.” She quickly called her boyfriend, waiting for him to pick up. Unbeknownst to her, Richard was staring at her, wondering if the decision he made was correct.
“Yes?” The call went through, and Dexter picked it up.
Angela heaved a sigh of relief. “Dexter? It’s me.”
“Angela? Where are you? I couldn’t get through to you.” Dexter sounded really worried.
“Don’t worry, I’m alright. I ran into some trouble, but I’ll see you again soon.”
“I’m sorry, Angela. I didn’t want to hurt you. I know you’re out of my league, so I pretended to date another girl so you’d leave me and find someone better, but I realized I still love you the most.”
She sat back down on the sofa and answered sweetly, “It’s alright. I understand. I don’t mind.”
Richard could see that Dexter was trying to sweet talk her even without hearing the conversation. And this dumb woman still believes him. She doesn’t know his true colors.
“I love you, Angela,” Dexter confessed lovingly.
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