Chapter 246

"Dexter saved me," Angela said with a serious expression after a brief silence.

"The whole thing had happened suddenly, and no one could have predicted it. But Dexter and I will only hold the person responsible accountable. I believe this has nothing to do with Mia."

"What do you mean by that?" Elena frowned and stared right back at Angela questioningly.

Angela felt an overwhelming sense of disgust. She felt both irritated and incensed.

Right now, Dexter was still inside receiving treatment. Elena was an outsider, yet she had the audacity to nitpick and criticize. Who did she think she was?

"What I mean is that we will investigate and uncover the truth. Until everything is clear, Ms. Carrey, it would be best if you remained silent," Angela said bluntly. Elena didn't expect to be rightfully put in her place in front of so many people. Her face darkened with anger as she retorted coldly, "If it hadn't been for you, Dexter wouldn't have gotten hurt today. You really are a—"

"I don't want to argue with you," Angela interrupted while keeping a lid on her anger that was about to burst forth. She stressed each word with force as she stated, "We'll wait for Dexter to come out first. Everything else can wait."

The hospital hallway finally fell silent.

Angela let out a long breath, but her heart was still racing uncontrollably.

After what felt like an eternity, the doctors finally wheeled Dexter out of the emergency room. Two of his ribs were broken, and there was a fracture in his shoulder blade. The doctors said he would need to stay in bed for at least a week and avoid any movement.

"Are there any other injuries or complications besides these?" Angela asked.

The doctor thought for a moment before replying, "No. Just take good care of him."

Angela exhaled in relief. She was wracked with guilt, as she felt terrible knowing that he had to suffer through a lot of pain in the coming days.

Later that evening, Dexter finally woke up.

When he opened his eyes, Angela was sitting beside his bed, lost in thought. She looked completely drained and seemed to be no more than a hollow husk. She appeared heartbreakingly fragile.

"What's wrong?" Dexter's voice was hoarse-it was heart-wrenching to hear.

Angela instantly snapped out of her daze and stared at him in disbelief, her emotions complex and unreadable.

Dexter forced a weak smile. "It's fine. This wasn't your fault, and it had nothing to do with Mia either. You don't have to worry about dragging her into this."

Angela was slightly stunned. Since when had he become so understanding?

"I've already asked Rocky to look into this. When Hirst mounted Charcoal, it was completely calm. Plus, Mia

personally selected the horse fomet

me. He couldn't have gone berserk unless someone deliberately caused it she said.

Dexter nodded thoughtfully. "I think so too."

"The doctor said you can't get out of bed for at least a week. Stay put and don't

even think about leaving," Angela instructed, her tone a little awkward.

"I know." He smiled faintly, his eyes flickering with an emotion that was hard to describe.

The news of Dexter waking up

quickly spread. Zayn and Mia were the first to rush in to check on him. Upon seeing that he seemed to be relatively fine, they both felt a little relieved.

One by one, others also came in to visit.

Elena stepped forward and cried, "Dexter, that was far too reckless of you!"

"I'm fine." Dexter remained indifferent, showing no sign of acknowledging her

concern.

Elena was taken aback, but she pressed on, "Aren't you going to hold anyone accountable for this?"

Her words implied that it was all Angela's fault.

"I know what to do," Dexter said coolly, his tone distant and unapproachable. He didn't even spare Elena a second glance.