Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim by Dream Fish

Chapter 13
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Inside the bag were... adult toys!
"My goodness..." Angela's face flushed red. She looked down, unable to say
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Fiona laughed mockingly and said, “What's the matter? Are you still some innocent little girl? You've been married for so long,
yet you can't even produce a child. What value do you have left in the Bamford family?”
Angela froze instantly. Fiona's words hit her like a bolt of lightning. She didn't know how she had put up with this in the past.
From the beginning until now, she had been nothing but a birthing machine in Fiona's
eyes.
"I can't get pregnant because your son refuses to cooperate, and I'm not capable of asexual reproduction either," she retorted
coldly, placing the bag of items back on the
coffee table.
This was the first time she had spoken up so firmly.
Fiona's gaze darkened, surprised by her response. Then, she let out a cold laugh.
“Oh, I see. Someone has grown a spine.” Fiona stood slowly, her tone sharp with authority. "I'm warning you, if there's still no
news about you getting pregnant in three months, I'll arrange for you and Dexter to divorce."
Angela smirked-that was exactly what she wanted.
In the end, though, she took the bag of adult toys and went back to her room. These thin, could be useful, at least as a way to
buy herself some peace. Since Fiona had arranged it, even Dexter wouldn't be able to object.

He seemed to be in the shower at the moment. A sly smile formed on Angela's lips as an idea came to her. She deliberately
placed the items Fiona had given her on the bedside table and waited for Dexter to come out.
As soon as he saw them, he grimaced in disgust. "What kind of nonsense are you pulling?"
in one "Your mom wants us to have a child as soon as possible." Angela stood up, picking up of the suggestively shaped items
with a serious expression. “Go ahead and choose one."
As expected, Dexter's face darkened, and he angrily swept the items onto the floor. He and Fiona had always been at odds,
especially when it came to having children. He didn't want to confront her directly, so over the years, he had left Angela to handle
the
matter.

But now, she was tired of it. She wanted him to deal with it himself and experience the
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same awkwardness and pressure she had faced countless times.
“Dexter, this is from your mom. Why are you taking it out on me?” She hid her satisfaction while maintaining a calm demeanor.
"Don't push your luck," Dexter warned, his gaze cold and piercing enough to cut through
her.
"Mom said she plans to stay here for some time. As long as we're here, we won't be able to avoid her pressuring,” Angela lied
deliberately.
“Get out!" Dexter's anger surged, and his entire presence radiated menace.
Having achieved her goal, Angela quickly packed up some essentials and escaped back to the place she rented. Knowing
Dexter, he wouldn't bother her for at least a week, which gave her the perfect window to complete more paintings and post a few
videos.
Three days later, her new piece, which she named Lamps and Shadows, was completed. She had filmed the entire painting
process, so she edited it slightly and uploaded it to the art platform.

Within 24 hours, it had received over 300 thousand likes, and someone even expressed interest in buying it for their collection.
But Angela wasn't in a rush to sell.
This painting had a special place in her heart, and she intended to gift it to the first person who had bought her artwork. If not for
that person, her journey wouldn't have been as smooth.
Soon, the person she had been waiting for, WhiteBlizzard, messaged her.
They wrote, “Miss, are you selling this painting? I like it and would like to buy it."
“No, I'm not selling it.” Angela texted back with a dancing emoji. Then, she continued, “I plan to give it to you as thanks for your
support."
Her art sales had been growing steadily, providing her with a stable income. Though she was still far from her goal of buying
back Marie's house, at least she no longer had to depend on Dexter financially.
It felt wonderful.
In the chat, the words "typing..." kept appearing and disappearing.
Finally, the other person replied, “Really?”
Angela chuckled. And so, they agreed to meet at a café in the city center.
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Angela arrived ten minutes early. As she entered, she saw someone already seated at their designated spot.
It was a man in a black jacket, and he had short, neat hair. From behind, he looked quite young... and oddly familiar.

Holding
Panting, Angela approached slowly and asked, "Are you WhiteBlizzard?”
The man looked up, his deep eyes clear and friendly. He had the kind of face that could easily charm women.
As their eyes met, Angela froze. The more she looked at him, the more familiar he seemed. "You... You are..." Angela stuttered.

A chubby face flashed in her mind, but she couldn't believe this person was the same one she was thinking
of.
"What? Don't you recognize me?" The man smiled, and dimples appeared on both his cheeks.
Angela's heart raced as she finally called his name. “Finn Snowden!"
"I thought you wouldn't recognize me.” Finn stood up, his tall frame casting a shadow over her. "When I watched your videos, I
noticed the small petal-shaped birthmark on your left wrist and decided to take a chance. I didn't expect it to really be you."
"Have you been doing well, Angela?” Finn asked. He placed a hand on Angela's shoulder, indicating for her to take a seat.
Angela's face tensed slightly, unsure where to begin. "I've been... doing okay, I guess. What about you? Where did you go after
you left the orphanage? How come I never heard from you?"
When she had been younger, there had been an orphanage next to her house. Angela had used to climb the fence to go play
with the kids there. She had eventually befriended Finn, who had often been bullied because of his chubby appearance.
Angela had been fearless by nature. She had protected Finn and warned the other kids not to mess with him. They had become
close, but then the orphanage had relocated, and Finn had disappeared.
"I went abroad to live in Yedren with my adoptive parents. I just returned recently,” Finn explained, smiling as
he ordered two cappuccinos. His considerate demeanor reminded her of the gentle boy he had once been. After exchanging a
few pleasantries, Angela's expression grew serious. “I have something
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I'd like to ask you.
Finn nodded for her to go ahead.
"When my mother passed, she was in Yedren during that well-known riot. Have of it?" Angela said.
you heard

Finn thought about it for a moment and replied, “I was very young at the time, but it was indeed a very major event. If you want to
know more, I can help you find some information. 1
Angela smiled and thanked him gratefully. “Thank you so much.”
Marie had saved Joseph during that incident abroad. While Joseph had made it back alive, she had perished
in Yedren.
It was something Angela had struggled to come to terms with all these years.
After Marie had gotten married to Bill, she had been a stay-at-home wife who had rarely ventured out. So
why had she gone so far away only to meet with such a tragic end? And why had Bill seamlessly taken over all of the Graham
family's assets afterward?
As their conversation flowed freely, Finn and Angela lost track of time.
Meanwhile, outside the café, the corridor was quiet and solemn.