Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 539 "Trey, tell me, what exactly did | do to wrong you?" Angela stared at him, and the more she looked, the stranger and more terrifying Trey seemed. All the warmth between them, the promises they once made-it all turned to mockery in an instant. "Why do you ask what you already know?" Trey's eyes were cold, devoid of any lingering affection. He stayed here speaking to her, not out of concern, but to watch the pain etch itself onto her face. Angela had ruined his life. If he were to descend into hell, she deserved to fall with him.

"Ilied to you, but my feelings for you were real. | bore your child and even did everything | could for you. Trey... after everything you're doing to me, do you even have a heart?" Her voice was calm now, steady with a resolve that came from long months of confinement. While under supervision, she had dreamed of this moment, of seeing Trey face-to-face. Khloe had warned her about his cold ruthlessness, but she had clung to hope. ---- She had thought that even with Khloe, he couldn't be entirely heartless. How could he be so merciless toward a decade of shared history with her?

Now, hearing the icy edge in his words and seeing the sheer disgust in his eyes, Angela finally accepted the truth. His feelings had never been as deep as she had imagined. Now, whatever remained had been obliterated entirely. "Ask yourself this," Trey snapped, "I have no heart-but do you? Were we ever truly a perfect match? | was selfish and cruel, | hurt Khloe-so tell me, weren't you just the same? Only caring for yourself? "You, Angela, will stop at nothing to get what you want, trampling anyone who stands in your way. You and I-we're the same. Neither of us is noble.

"And now you dare to speak to me of love... how much of it was ever real? You want to be with me-was it for desire, or to triumph over Khloe? You know the answer yourself." Every word Trey spat pierced straight into Angela's core. He left her no dignity, tearing away the last shred of her composure. Her face went pale, then paler still. She had nothing to say in response; rage bubbled too fiercely inside her to contain. She raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. ---- "Ha..." Trey opened his mouth to speak, but another sting of pain landed.

Angela had summoned all her strength, her palm smacking against him so forcefully it hurt her own hand. Her breath came in short, trembling gasps. Tears welled in her voice. "Trey... you bastard... | hate you!" As if it weren't enough, she raised her hand again. But this time, Trey gripped her wrist tightly. "You wouldn't want Pete to lose his mother, would you?" His voice was calm, but each word was ground out through gritted teeth. Angela felt a bone-deep chill. He was serious. He had already marked her as an enemy. With a sharp motion, he threw her aside, and she nearly hit the ground.

"When the cooling-off period ends, we'll finalize the divorce. Until then... don't disappear on me." Fear rose in Angela, choking off any further words. She turned ---- and ran, heart pounding Barney, watching from the car, saw her dash out, disheveled and panicked. He hurried to meet her. "are you alright?" Angela shook her head, too flustered to speak. Barney pulled her close, glancing toward the distant figure. Trey's gaze was fixed on them.