Chapter 82
Dexter stood there helplessly while suppressing himself. He wanted to take action yet was afraid I might get hurt. My misunderstanding from earlier today when he hurt that pervert on the train must’ve frightened him, making him think I might get upset again if he acted too drastically.
Dexter seemed really, really afraid that I might choose Damien over him.
"Sophia..." Dexter called out nervously, wanting me to choose him.
I gazed at him, feeling overwhelmed.
When Damien saw how I didn’t struggle, he said coldly, "You’re lucky you resemble Sophia Miller."
I gritted my teeth, wanting to punch him in the face.
Raising my head, I headbutted Damien in the face before turning around and hitting him. I had really wanted to punch him for a long time.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to in my previous life; it was just that I didn’t dare to. Damien often threatened the lives of those around me. That was what he did best.
I couldn’t cross Damien then. And with the addition of the debt I owed him, I had no choice but to swallow it all down.
But now... I’d already died because of him, so screw that debt.
Dexter was stunned. He swallowed nervously as he looked at me.