Chapter 892 Heather Attempted Suicide

“Truthfully, Dexter, I don’t mind you protecting her because of her identity. I can understand that you’re bound to Liana by life and death. But putting that aside, you haven’t truly fallen in love with her, have you?”

Josie had contemplated multiple times whether to reveal her true identity to Dexter. She wanted to see his reaction at that moment, yet she also feared it because she didn’t know who she could trust to that very day.

There was still a red mark on her face. The stubborn look in her eyes as she stared at him. then had Dexter’s brows crease even deeper.

His silence almost plunged Josie’s heart into a chaotic mess. No matter how much he had. tormented her during this time, she knew that hidden within was a sense of possessiveness, and the source of it was love. However, that was no longer certain then.

“Owing someone can generate sympathy and even love.” Josie enunciated, almost in despair.

“You’re overthinking things.” Dexter’s hand that held the umbrella was getting sore, so he switched to his other hand.

“Then, do you say you’ve got no pity for her and only used her?” she shrieked in the rain.

“Josie!” Dexter raised his voice with a frown, his tone icy. “What about you? How do about Morgan, this so-called first love of yours? Has he made you relive your past memories?”

you

feel

away. Like an angry little cub, she spun on her heel and stalked away.

the rain, and Dexter quickly followed with the umbrella, grabbing her wrist. “Why,

arms with a relaxed expression in the hall. It was clear that she

heart, and it

face was lifted, and she wore an expression of utter exasperation. “Dexter,

his grip. Suddenly, he waved his hand and tossed the bothersome umbrella away. Bending down, he

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heavy rain drenched the two of them in no time. Josie pushed against him with both hands

trapped in the rain, trying to salvage their fragile

Josie into his arms, kissing her fervently. His

limp from his kiss, and the relentless rain made her yearn to draw

his phone in his

would call him

hand down. “Don’t answer it.”

two of them moved slightly apart. Dexter’s voice was hoarse as he leaned in for

before disconnecting, only to persistently ring

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