Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Juliette didn't notice his unusual behavior, continuing to chat about trivial matters. However, Dexter's phone lit up, and he immediately lowered his head to look at it. However, it wasn't Josie. It was a push notification for insignificant news.

Suddenly, a wave of defeat surged in his heart.

Juliette waved her hand. "Dexter, are you listening?"

Dexter's voice turned slightly solemn. "It's about time. I'll have the driver take you home."

"I brought my driver along. He's waiting downstairs, but I'm still waiting for a friend. What's the matter? Do you find me bothersome and want me to leave?"

Juliette cupped her chin, looking composed and relaxed, a hint of a teasing smile playing at her lips. The color of her lipstick complemented her lips perfectly.

Dexter spoke lightly, his gaze still lingering on the blinds. "Is your friend coming back?"

to Juliette, as she was caught off guard, her phone conveniently buzzed. It was a message from Josie: Something unexpected came up, I'm afraid I won't be able to provide you with the proof. I have to leave

at the message with a sense of loss. "I wasn't finished

appearing nonchalant. "What's

friend is a woman of great talent, who happened to align perfectly with my project. I was planning on persuading her to take over,

He

leaned against the wall, a wave of guilt inexplicably rising

D*mn you, Dexter.

for more than half a year, and you've lost even more weight. Still having trouble with your

herbal tonics from an experienced traditional medicine practitioner. It's beneficial for your health. During my stay in Wavery, I've arranged for it to be delivered to you." When Juliette spoke these words, there wasn't a hint of flattery or appeasement. Instead, she was forthright and candid, as if she was simply conversing with a perfectly normal friend. "There's

didn't realize you were the type to neglect your medication when you're busy," Juliette said, rising from her seat. "Since you're not keeping up with your medicine, we'll have

escorted her to the door. Juliette

good care of your health.”

held a certain intimacy. It was as if