A spoonful of soup was brought to Dexter's lips, but he couldn't dodge it in time, and it promptly spilled onto his shirt.

The atmosphere tensed up for a few seconds, and it wasn't without awkwardness.

A flicker of stiffness crossed Juliette's face, yet she promptly pulled out a tissue to wipe for him. "I'm sorry. My mistake."

In the midst of their intimate interaction, Dexter pursed his lips and gently grasped her wrist, saying, "Don't worry. I'll go clean up."

"I'll go with you, Dexter."

Dexter's voice was deep and stern. "Juliette, I've told you I'll go by myself."

Juliette pursed her lips, much like a child who had made a mistake.

Dexter glanced at Josie, gave her a nod, then rose from the dining table and headed for the washroom.

broad and steady figure of the man depart, her face full of remorse and

little girl. Her feelings were incredibly mixed. She sighed and comforted Juliette by saying, "It's okay. He doesn't blame

to deliver the herbal tonics. Why should I care whether he ate it or not? I crossed the

a moment. I'll go out

aback. "He already

"Even though this person is my friend, he's still a director at Russell Group. Plus, he has mysophobia. Not to mention getting his clothes dirty. He doesn't even let anyone touch his things.

considered a different form of

could stop her, she watched, wide-eyed,

on the table conveniently lit up, displaying a message from

of the washroom, then in the direction of the shop's entrance, inexplicably feeling a thrill akin to a secret

washroom was serene, a space of its own. Josie silently pushed open the door, and what immediately caught her eye was the broad silhouette of

upper body bare. The muscles in his arms were prominently defined, with the lines of his back extending downward, disappearing into the hidden contours of his waist.

traces of scratches, hinting at the intensity of

your shirt?" she

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