Divorce Clock Ticking (Kenneth and Angela)

Chapter 28

“I don’t know…

Angela went crimson, sweat forming on her forehead while she was burning like a

Kenneth held her chin and said slowly, “Look closely. Who am I?”

a volcano,

The twinge of pain in her chin brought Angela a moment of clarity, and she struggled to open her eyes.

“Kenneth. Sinclair.”

Kenneth kissed her on her crimson lips while his large hands held onto

to her waist, indulging in the taste of her allure.

Angela felt like she was in a mixture of ice and fire as both feelings lingered around her constantly.

The night stretched on

Upon waking again, the soreness across Angela’s entire body made her whimper involuntarily.

She abruptly opened her eyes to find Kenneth’s handsome face beside her, realizing that last night’s events were not a figment of her imagination. She massaged her throbbing temples. There is another weight on my heart.

Her movements woke Kenneth up.

In the silent exchange of glances, neither spoke immediately.

Just when Angela wanted to break the silence, she found her throat become hoarse. Then, a flashback of the wild scenes from last night flashed through her mind, making her clench her fists.

After a brief silence, Angela spoke in a hushed tone. “Let’s just pretend last night never happened.

With their impending divorce, the last thing she needed was accidents like this. What’s more, she didn’t want Kenneth to think she tried to use this encounter as a pretext to stay by his side.

Kenneth looked at Angela gloomily. “What do you meant

Angela furrowed her brows, looking at Kenneth. “We’re both adults; this was nothing but an accident. Rest assured, I won’t hold you responsible” Kenneth couldn’t help but chuckle, “Should I thank you for being so considerate?”

He thought their relationship might ease a bit due to last night, but it seemed he had misconstrued the situation.

Angela fell silent.

She didn’t even plan to hold Kenneth responsible, so what else could he be dissatisfied with!

They both fell silent for a moment. Suddenly, Kenneth said, “I saved you last night, and I did it to help you. Don’t you think you should be responsible to me!”

Angela looked at him incredulously, her tone filled with indignation, “You’ve taken advantage of me. Why should I be responsible to you?” “Who was the one clinging to me repeatedly last night? Do you want me to refresh y

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memory?”

Angela seemed a bit embarrassed, her cheeks uncontrollably flushing. Although her consciousness was hazy last night, some memories lingered.

Even thinking about those passionate scenes made

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Her silence cheered Kenneth up slightly,

“Seems your memories are fresh enough, he teased,

Angela gritted her teeth, staring at him. “What do you want?”

“Don’t ever ask for a divorce again! Kenneth replied.

“Perish that thought

Angela’s gaze turned cold.

“Keeth, your mistress is your concern. I just don’t want to be caught between you and Jennifer. Last night, even if it weren’t you who saved me

would have been any other mant

This remark angered Kenneth. He grabbed Angela’s wrist and pressed her beneath him.

“Say that again!”

Kenneth pressed Angela close to his chest. She blushed, unsure if it was from anger or embarrassment.

“Let me go!”

Kenneth lowered his head, biting her lip. Then, he stated coldly when Angela frowned in pain, “Since you’ve slept with me, don’t think about getting involved with any other man! I’ll never agree to divorce unless we’re separateil by death”

Angela stared at Kenneth. “Are you forcing me to kill you!”

Kenneth raised an eyebrow. “If you have the guts, just go ahead”

With that, he let go of Angela and got up.

His robust figure instantly appeared in Angela’s sight, his abs perfectly sculpted, making it impossible to look away.

Angela’s mind was once again filled with images from last night. Hastily averting her gaze, she coldly remarked, “Are you a pery or something?”

A hint of amusement flashed in Kenneth’s eyes as he whispered, “You’ve already seen everything last night, Isn’t it a bit late to be shy now?? “Get lost!”

Angela covered her head with the blanket, and Kenneth didn’t tease her fumber. After getting dressed, he spoke, Tve ordered some clothes for you they should be arriving soon. I have a meeting to attend later. We’ll have dinner together tonight,”

“No time!”

“I’ll pick you up,” said Kenneth

Angela didn’t respond, and waited until the room quieted do

down again before uncovering herself.

she breathed a sigh, If only I had known, I would never have returned for my phone. It seemned Kenneth was even less likely to agree to a divorce

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Angela picked up her phone from the bedside table and made a call.

“Find out who was in the Box No. 5 on the eighth floor last night?”

After instructing, Angela put down her phone, took a shower, and scolded Kenneth again for leaving countless marks on her body.

Shortly after, the clothes Kenneth had ordered were delivered in her size, even including underwear

Angela called Brenda ask for a day–off and left the hotel directly.

Meanwhile, on his way to the office, Kevin had already investigated the person who had drugged Angela last night.

“Mr. Sinclair, the person behind it is named Jagger Moore. He has a lot of clout in the Northpoint area, with shares in He made a fortune in the gray industry and has connections in both legal and illegal businesses.”

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any entertainment venues.

Kenneth frowned, “Make him disappear from Lithoria by tomorrow! “Yes, sir.”

Brenda was sitting in her office.

She hesitated for a long time before dialing Henry’s number

“What do you want?”

Henry’s tone was somewhat impatient. “Now that we’ve b

broken up, just stop lingering or you’ll only make me disgusted”

Brenda sneered, “Rest assured, I’m not interested in scumbags. I called just to ask you to return my dress. 1 left it in your car last night.”

“Til have my assistant send it to you later,” said Henry

Benda del say anything more and hung up the phone.

1222 PM

Soon, Henry’s secretary was instructed to fetch Brenda’s clothes. Just as she was about to leave with the dress, Debra stopped her.

With just one glance, Debra recognized the dress was from Heartfall. A flash of delight crossed her eyes, and she said to the secretary. “Is this the gift Henry for me?”

Henry had mentioned giving her a surprise today.

The secretary, with a touch of embarrassment, explained, “Ms. Jenkins, this is Ms. Taylor’s dress. Mr. Hastings asked me to return it to her.

Debra’s smile froze, and she seemed jealous and enraged. “It must be Henry who bought her this dress, I guess.”

The secretary shook her head. I’m not sure.

“Give me that. I’ll ask Henry myself”

Debra was still fond of it. Regardless of whether Henry had bought it or not, she wouldn’t return it to Brenda.

Debra wanted Brenda to understand that, be it the dress or Henry himself, they both belonged to her.

The secretary wore a troubled expression. “Ms. Jenkins, this is Mr. Hastings‘ order, and I…

Before the secretary could finish speaking, Debra coldly interrupted, “Don’t worry; if anything happens, I’ll take responsibility!”

Snatching the dress from the secretary, Debra briskly walked into the Hastings Group.

Watching Debra go away, the secretary sighed helplessly. Henry’s new girlfriend seemed difficult and the staff might have a hard time dealing with her.

Approaching noon, with the dress still not returned, Brenda couldn’t resist calling Henry again.

“Why haven’t my clothes been delivered yet?” she roared.