Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Dexter had already turned and left, entering the playroom filled with toys. He squatted down with a smile. "Is it really that enjoyable?"

Upon seeing him enter, Grape immediately put down her toy, intending to go out and find her mother.

Dexter's large hand stopped her, pulling her into his embrace. The scent of milk on her was overwhelming, more soothing than any sleeping pill he had ever taken. "Let Mommy have some peace for a while. Don't disturb her just yet."

Grape clearly didn't quite understand, but she obediently nestled in Dexter's arms. Her tiny fingers touched the corner of his mouth. "Mr. Russell, you're bleeding."

It's because of your mother. Upon hearing her address him, Dexter felt a pang of sorrow. He raised an eyebrow. "Would you mind wiping it clean for me?"

As Grape clumsily wiped for him, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Josie's chest heaved as she looked at the man and child huddled together. "Where is Paul?"

Startled by Josie's actions, Grape exclaimed, "Mommy..."

Josie's hand, clutching the watch, was trembling. She repeated once more, "Where is Paul?"

Dexter patted Grape's back gently before he stood up. "He's getting checked at the hospital."

Josie's brows furrowed tightly, her expression a mix of apprehension and disbelief as if she was close to home yet feeling incredulous. "Is he safe?"

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her legs. "Wherever

couldn't explain it to her daughter. All she could do was gently pat her daughter's

right now. It's

stubbornly unmoved, absolutely unwilling

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herself to sleep. However, after years of searching that had finally led to her redemption, she found it impossible to fall asleep. She tossed and turned, staring at the moonlight outside the

down, and Grape had been coaxed to sleep

at the door, followed by the approach of

Josie sat up in bed, silently staring in the direction of the

cooking toy that Grape likes was left in your room. She mentioned before bedtime that she wants to play with it

to

"Mhm," Josie said softly.

searching for his toys. She clenched the corner of the blanket. "It's too dark. Turn