Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Josie stood still, momentarily stunned. After a while, she nodded and rose to her feet, calling for Moses to come in. "He's drunk," she said, "Help him inside to rest."

Moses hurriedly entered, only to be met with Dexter's gaze. For a moment, he was torn between advancing and retreating. Meanwhile, Josie had already returned to her room, or more accurately, Dexter's room, where she had been temporarily residing for the past few days.

Moses was at a loss. "Should I... not have come in?"

Dexter merely closed his eyes, worn out from exhaustion.

Once the design blueprint was completed, Josie, as the lead designer, naturally had to present it to Arnold for review. It wasn't just him, but also the leader in charge of this project, so she arranged a banquet a a high-end restaurant.

Before Josie left, she specifically instructed Moses to prepare a wheelchair for her. She sat in it to give it a try and found that it was fully automatic, which was quite impressive.

Grape sat in Dexter's lap and asked, "Mommy, is this your new toy?"

Josie's lips twitched. She saw Dexter leaning against the door. His expression was ambiguous, a mix of amusement and indifference. The desolation he had shown that day was gone, replaced by his usual calm demeanor.

"Expecting Arnold to have a conscience is like hoping to pluck stars from the sky," he mocked, showing no courtesy at all.

motions. Who knows, he might still

words. She had said them intentionally. The atmosphere of that day had awakened her. She could no longer afford to be ambiguous with

expression didn't change as

her lips into

sent chills down the

to see you off tomorrow. I have official matters to

unbothered. "I was going to go by

left, cradling Grape in his

cautiously, "Mrs. Russell, isn't

for a long time now. I don't belong to anyone; I

servant felt somewhat embarrassed

man walked further and further into the distance, never looking back. Josie cast

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her lips. "I don't want to

a face