Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Arnold eyed Dexter's changing expressions with suspicion. His raised hand not hastily lowered, he spoke loudly. "Did you hear that, Josie? This man before you, he's not worth bearing children for. I told you long ago that he's devoid of emotions."

The spark that had ignited in Josie's eyes seemed to gradually extinguish after hearing Dexter's words. She whispered softly, "I knew it all along."

"Tell me where the money is, and I'll handle him for you," Arnold said as he looked at her.

That was a classic case of sowing discord, but Josie was not easily fooled. "We're all tarred with the same brush. I'd rather you kill me than succumb to your games."

Both were stubborn individuals. Arnold, gun in hand, aimed at Dexter. "Think about all the hardships you've endured. Are you sure you don't want him dead?”

The cell phone in his pocket vibrated incessantly. He answered it, and Wayne's voice came through. "Put away your delusions. Dexter can't die right now." Arnold didn't respond. He simply hung up the phone.

He turned to the unwavering man before him and said, "Think it through. This woman is the mother of your child. If she dies, your child might resent you for the rest of their life. Do you really want her to die?" The water rippled gently. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

was contemplating, even at that juncture,

all. With a cold, mocking laugh, he made the

the trigger directly, aiming at the switch of the water

seawater rushed toward Josie,

Dexter as if to tell

seawater in Dexter's eyes was a deep azure. He watched as she was slowly submerged, first over her

"Aren't you going to save her? She's locked up, unable to swim her way

within the water

"I thought you had some feelings

off his gun barrel, a cold smirk on his face. "I'm no longer a man tethered by emotions. However, I didn't expect you to be so decisive. Tell me, what other tricks

Now, it's as if you've killed her with your own hands. Are

that you're

over, Arnold had already taken Dexter hostage, slowly moving toward the deck. "There's one bullet left in this gun, more than enough to kill you.