LittleNovelChapter 157
Angela assumed it was Finn at the door—he had mentioned wanting to cover for a barbecue. Instead, the
household staff returned with someone she least wanted to see.
"Why are you here? You're not welcome. Get out!" Angela's fury ignited the moment she saw him approach. Her
expression turned icy, and if not for the presence of others, she might have resorted to more than just words.
"Angela, relax. I'm only here to deliver gifts from Grandpa and Grandma," Trevor said, his arms laden with bags
of luxury fruits and supplements.
"I don't want them. Leave now. Don't makerepeat myself!" Angela snapped, rising to her feet as though
prepared to throw him out herself.
"Angela, I've apologized already," Trevor said, feigning remorse. "I just got discharged today, and I'm still not
feeling well. Do you really want to pushaway like this?"
Angela felt her temper flare. She couldn't believe how much he had changed-or perhaps how much more
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshameless he'd become.
"I'm sorry for what happened," Trevor continued, his voice dripping with contrition. "I had my reasons. If I'd
known how strong and resilient you were, I'd never have let you suffer. And honestly, by treating you that way,
didn't | help you see who truly cares about you?"
Setting down the bags, Trevor stepped closer, wearing an ingratiating smile.
Angela sneered, raising her hand in mock invitation. "Go ahead. Ccloser."
"If you slap me, I'll stay right here," Trevor said with a smirk, settling onto the couch as if he owned the place.
"With all the space in this house, one more person wouldn't make much difference."
Angela's patience snapped. "I'll count to three. If you're still here, I'll throw you out myself." Her voice was low
and menacing, her expression dark with fury.
Trevor's confidence faltered, and he took a cautious step back. "Wait! | can help you. I've already contacted
someone to investigate Bill. Your mother's death might be connected to him and Judy. Once you have this
information, Bill won't be able to stay calm."
Angela's eyes narrowed. "Are you spying on me?"
Trevor's progress was suspiciously fast compared to Dexter's sluggish investigation. She couldn't help but
question his motives.
Trevor's expression turned
wounded. "Ljust wanted to help. |
know these past few years have been hard on you. Angela, everyone has their struggles. | had no choice but to
capture you. If | didn't do that, how could I-"
"Enough!" Angela cut him off, grabbing his collar and glaring at him coldly. "Spareyour excuses. Get out."
Before he could respond, she dragged him toward the door.
"Givea chance to prove I've changed! | promise I— Ow!" Trevor's plea was cut short as Angela slammed the
door, hitting his nose in the process.
"My nose! It's bleeding! You broke it!" Trevor wailed, clutching his face.
She was left speechless, unable to understand why he was so fragile. What unsettled her even more was the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsight of Trevor with a serious nosebleed.
Despite her anger, the sight of Trevor's bleeding nose was too much. Reluctantly, she instructed the household
staff to tend to him. Trevorsat on the steps outside looking utterly dejected as the cold wind whipped around
him.
"Angela..." he called out weakly, still trying to provoke her.
"I'll deal with him," Dexter said, unable to watch any longer, his expression dark as he stepped forward.
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