[Chapter 95]
By the time Justin let go of Duke, he had pulled out five or six of his teeth, which were now lying on the ground.
Duke had lost all his bravado and was now terrified of Justin. He jumped up from the ground and ran toward Angelina with his tail between his legs.
"Get out of my way," Angelina shouted and rushed over to her dog. She had wanted to rush over and save him when Justin had been pulling Duke's teeth out, but Lee had stopped her. Now, she pushed him away and squatted down to look at Duke, whose head was starting to swell from being hit. When she opened his mouth, she could see that it was filled with blood and that a few of his teeth were missing.
"Justin—" Angelina had raised Duke. She loved him and was furious with Justin when she saw what he had done.
"Look what you've done," she shouted at him as he walked toward her. He wanted to settle things with Angelina, but before he could say anything, she screamed at him, "I'm going to kill you!" Angelina rushed toward Justin, waving her fists at him.
"Just get lost," he said as he grabbed her hair and threw her to the ground.
"Woof, woof—" Duke saw that his mistress was hurt, so he barked twice. Justin looked at him and Duke shut his mouth obediently, putting his head down submissively.
"One look at this smelly dog and I can tell that its mistress is not a good person." Justin cursed at Angelina and was about to kick her.
Angelina glared at him and said in a high-pitched voice, "Justin, you mustn't kick me."
"Really? Why not?" Justin was still angry, but he was starting to calm down. He was no longer as hot-headed, and so was interested to hear why Angelina thought he shouldn't hit her.
"Because I'm pregnant." Angelina stood up from the ground. Hearing her words, Lee was stupefied. He had been using protective measures all along, so how could Angelina be pregnant? He sputtered, "Angel, you—"
"Tut tut." Justin didn't care. "So what if you are pregnant?" he replied. He had never been a merciful person.
"Justin, you still want to hurt me? Then you need to know that the child I'm carrying isn't Lee's. It's the child of Guy Avery, Sir Fred Avery's son."
When she said this, everyone gasped in shock.
"Wow, Angelina is having another man's baby. What a bitch," one man said in disgust.
Another replied, "Guy and Chuck Avery are the sons of Sir Fred Avery, one of the richest men in the world. I don't understand how Angelina managed to meet them."
His friend agreed. "I knew it must be someone powerful if they dared to cheat with Lee Dempsey's girlfriend. I couldn't think of anyone powerful enough in Chicago, but it turns out to be young Guy Avery. Lee has no power at all compared to him."
The chatter continued. "I've heard that last month, Guy Avery spent a week in Hollywood. He's friends with one of the great directors, I think Clint Eastwood. He stayed there for a week, and apparently, during that time, more than ten female Hollywood celebrities were seen going in and out of his hotel room. No one knows what they were doing."
"Angelina, you—" Lee stuttered. His face was red, and his voice was angry. His eyes were slightly trembling.
Angelina glared at him and came straight to the point. She said calmly, "Well, my plan was to be tactful and let you down gently. But today you were such a coward with Justin, I realized that you clearly can't protect me, so why should I care about not embarrassing you. It's over."
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