Dexter only turned the shower on and carried for a rinse after fooling around for over an hour in the bathroom.
I thought he was finally letting off. I never expected his stamina to be more than what an ordinary person could imagine.
"We still have to pick Xan and Ashton up. Can’t you be more reliable as a father-ah!" I was tossed onto the bed. Just as I was about to sneak away, he caught my ankle and dragged back.
Dexter was habitually quiet in bed. He believed in talking less and doing more.
I said, ’Let’s talk it out, Dexter. My waist and the rest of my body hurt-hey!’
My words couldn’t even reach him. I knew I would be completely drained if he were to lock at ho.
"Your stamina is weak, Sophia. Dexter was now half-jokingly complaining about my weak stamina.
I glared at him angrily. The cors of his eyes were red, as if he was the one aggrieved. ’I can’t bear to exert more force on you, Sophia."
I was speechless. I was almost dizzy from his forceful movents.
"I’m about to fall apart, bro-’I slumped on the bed listlessly.
Dexter leaned over and linked our fingers. ’I like you so much, Sophia. I like staying by your side. I want to stay with you forever. That’s the only way I can feel that you’re mine."
"You lunatic!" I cursed, gritting my teeth. He indeed was a lunatic.
"Sophia." Dexter was calling my na.
I always felt a deep resonance whenever he called my na. It always brought a sense of sadness for so reason
"I don’t want to be a passerby in your life, Sophia," he said hoarsely, but I had no energy to listen to what he was trying to say.
Suddenly, Dexter bit down on at the back of my neck, making scream. It wasn’t a playful bite between a couple in love; it was a forceful one.
Pain shot through my spine to my tailbone and brain at that mont. I was instantly jolted awake from his bite.
I endured the pain and reached over to wipe the back of my neck. I was certainly bleeding from the bite. Furious, I tried pushing Dexter away, but I couldn’t. He was hugging tightly while apologizing softly. "What the hell is wrong with you, Dexter?" I scolded him angrily.
He gently kissed my neck and licked my wound. My breathing quickened from my anger. It took a while to elevate the pain.
What was wrong with Dexter again now? Was he trying to leave a mark everywhere like so mad dog?
He had to forcefully end whatever that went on afterward. I refused to talk to him out of annoyance.
Dexter also knew that he was at fault and started his pitiful act again. He always used this on .
Whenever I got angry, I couldn’t help but feel that I had spoiled him too much.
Dexter took a towel to wipe my body. He then crouched by the bed pitifully, wanting to talk to . I turned my back on him and ignored him.
My neck hurt from where he bit .
His fingers gently touched my neck, as if he was checking out where he bit .
"That’s a bite from , Sophia," Dexter mumbled, carefully touching it. ’I have to leave a mark to show that I was here."
I turned back to look at him. At that mont, I did not think much of it and assud that he was just insecure as always. Dexter had always been an insecure person since he was young, thinking that he shouldn’t have existed.
That was until he t .
I thought that he would stop thinking that he didn’t deserve to exist after he found and we got together.
It seed that I overestimated both love and myself.
After I cald down, I got up sulkily to apply dicine before going to pick up Ashton and Xan.
The kids had been staying with Xandra and Violette all this while. I hoped they didn’t cause them any trouble. "Violette, are the kids with you, or..." I called Violette to ask who Ashton and Xan were with
Before Dexter and I left, we entrusted the kids to both Violette and Xandra so that they could take care of them whenever they were free.
Before I could even finish my sentence, Violette asked in surprise, ’Are you guys back now?"
"Yeah. We just arrived ho and forgot to call you in advance," I said, glaring at Dexter angrily.
It was all his fault. We should have called her in advance, yet he insisted on doing other things. Dexter coughed diffidently
"Are the kids with you now?" I asked again.
Violette started stamring, "Uh, how about you guys co pick them up tomorrow instead?’ "Huh?" I had a bad feeling.
Dexter clearly beca alert and glanced over at . Did sothing happen to the kids?
I said, ’I’m already on the way to your place. We"
Before I could even finish my sentence, Violette interrupted again, "Well, both of you haven’t eaten, right, Sophia? How about you guys go grab so food for now? I’m still out playing with the kids now."
I frowned and looked at Dexter. He was already checking their location. Ashton and Xan’s location showed that they were in the police station at Bridgeview Road.
"Are you playing in the police station?" I asked softly.
Violette took in a sharp breath and replied diffidently, "Xandra and I figured that the kids ought to go to school, so we signed them up for preschool. Sothing happened today, but it’s not a big deal, so I can handle it." "You wouldn’t be keeping things from if you could handle it. I’ll go over now.’ I glared at Dexter angrily after ending the call. "It’s all your fault for wasting ti!"
He looked aggrieved. "It’s not my fault they got into trouble. They’re a result of both our genes, so we should share the responsibility."
I couldn’t believe he was dividing things up so clearly now.
We rushed to Bridgeview Road and ran into the police station.
Upon entering, Ashton and Xan were sitting on the bench, obediently listening to the scoldings of the police officers. Violette was also nodding ekly at them.
The parents of another child were standing by the side, screaming at Violette. "How can they be this terrifying when they’re just children? Our child would’ve been buried by them if it weren’t for the teachers noticing it!"
"That’s so terrifying!" one of the parents yelled angrily.
"What’s going on?" I hurriedly asked as I walked over with Dexter. "We’re their parents. You can talk to us if there’s anything you want to discuss."
The father of the child was a ferocious man. He glared at and said, "Are you their parents? Your children
are unbelievable! You have to apologize to my son, otherwise-"
Ashton glared at the man and said, ’I’ll bury him again if you yell at my mom!"
The man huffed as he started rolling up his sleeves to hit Ashton
Dexter shielded Ashton indifferently and stopped the man. "We should talk things out slowly. It’s not right for an adult like you to fight a child. You’d be better off fighting ."
The man frowned and backed off slightly, surprised by Dexter’s attitude.
"Your children dug a hole over three feet deep in the school’s playground. They definitely dug it based on my child’s height, and they buried my child there! He was already buried up to the neck when the teachers found out about it.’
I was stunned, looking at the kids in shock. What was going on?
"Did your child not struggle or scream?" I carefully asked, trying my best not to agitate the father further
"Are your children abductors in the making? They tied my son’s hands and legs up and stuffed his mouth. How was he supposed to scream and struggle?" The man was clearly agitated. "They were trying to bury him alive!"
I looked at Ashton with a frown. I said, "Co over and explain yourself."
Ashton hung his head low, looking aggrieved. He dared not look at .
At that mont, another woman walked over carrying a crying yet pretty boy. "Your child deserves it! Let tell you, if it weren’t for finding out about this late, I would’ve buried your child to let off my steam too! "He’s being such a school bully at such a young age. Ashton was just standing up for what’s right!"
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