Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Mallory cleared her throat. "It's hard not to know about the commotion that's been happening within the borders of Wavery."

Josie glanced at her, seemingly understanding everything.

By the time everything was wrapped up, it was already evening. Josie felt utterly exhausted, her body aching all over after a full day of acupuncture treatments.

Surprisingly, Mark hadn't left yet. He was in good spirits, but there was a hint of caution in his demeanor. "Josie, the doctor said you're out of danger now. It's not ideal for you to stay in the hospital indefinitely. You don't have a permanent residence in Wavery, so how about... How about you come back with me to the Olsen Residence?"

He spoke cautiously, fearing she might disagree.

Seeing Josie's expression change, he quickly added, "Of course, if you're not comfortable with it, that's fine, too. I can arrange for a hotel or an apartment. You can choose wherever you want to go. I won't force you!"

Mallory glanced at Josie's expression and subtly pinched her. The meaning behind her action was self-evident.

The Olsen Residence held too many unpleasant memories for her. However, given the circumstances, since the Olsen family was already involved, she had to take control. "Okay. I'll go back with you." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

up with excitement, and he suddenly slapped his thigh. "All right, I'll have someone prepare the

he had helped her into the car, Mallory went off to attend to other matters. Along the way, he kept sending her messages: Don't be foolish. Make sure to

a smile. As she lifted her head, her gaze met the driver's. Taking the initiative, the driver introduced himself. "Ms. Olsen, I am Old Mr. Olsen's personal assistant.

position, even allowing

rolled down her car window, the evening breeze causing her hair to become a disheveled mess. It had been two years since she last returned, and the streets of Wavery had changed significantly. She didn't expect things

look at this yourself, Ms. Olsen," answered the

unchanged, but the layout had undergone significant transformation. It was evident that it had been renovated. As they drove in, the mansion was brightly lit, resembling a castle. Housekeepers and bodyguards stood in line, and leading them

car was leading the way. He was the first to get out, exchanging a few

been on Mrs. Olsen's mind constantly

hadn't changed much from the image in Josie's memory, still exuding an air of grace and composure. A gentle breeze rustled through his hair, revealing a touch more white than before.

prepared herself to