Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 401

Chapter 401

No one answered the door for a long time.

Angela stood outside for a full half hour. By the time night had deepened and the cold seeped into her bones, she finally prepared to leave.

“What are you doing here?”

At that moment, the door finally opened.

Trey stood there in a loose black long sweater, his face drawn and haggard as he looked at her. His head was still wrapped in medical cotton, and though the bruises on his face had faded slightly, they were still painfully obvious. When he moved, his leg dragged unsteadily, his steps far from smooth.

His hair was a mess, yet he didn’t look like someone who had just woken up.

Angela immediately turned and stepped inside. A strong stench of alcohol rushed at her from his body.

“You’ve been drinking?”

Trey ignored her completely and turned to walk further into the house.

His figure swayed. The man who had always stood tall now hunched forward, looking like a completely different person.

He walked all the way to the back of the front hall, pulled out a chair at the bar, and sat down.

The house was a disaster-trash scattered everywhere, empty wine bottles toppled and rolling about.

“Trey… how did you end up like this?”

Angela hadn’t expected this. When she left, Trey had been determined to divorce her, but at least he’d still looked put together.

How had he fallen into such decay?

“When are we getting the paperwork done?” Trey said, still gripping the bottle, his voice thick and muddled.

“So you really insist on divorcing me?”

“Have you forgotten the good times we shared? You promised me back then-you swore to me that you would never leave. I believed you. I know marriage is full of obstacles, and no relationship is ever smooth sailing… But please, don’t give up so easily. Okay?”

Angela felt as though she had trampled her pride underfoot once again. She was lowering herself, begging him.

But after ten years together, she was unwilling-utterly unwilling-to let it end like this. She couldn’t accept it, and she refused to give in.

Why did the Fox family only acknowledge Khloe? Why did Trey think he could turn back so easily?

If this relationship was going to end, it should be because she chose to end it.

“Angela,” he said coldly. “Are you done acting yet?”

Just as Angela was nearly moved by her own words, Trey suddenly threw out that icy question.

Her entire body stiffened. The fingers clasped around his waist were abruptly pried away.

Trey stepped back half a pace and turned to face her. His gaze was like a bottomless, frozen abyss-dark, empty, and devoid of even the faintest trace of light.