Josie sat on the beach and hugged her knees while gathering her courage to speak. "Claudia told me that you arranged for the doctor that day. They asked me to... invite you for a meal. Are you free?" Silence prevailed on the other end of the line for a few seconds before Dexter uttered, "They asked you to?"

"Uh, I mean I wanted to invite you out for a meal!"

After Josie spoke, her courage seemed to abandon her. She waited anxiously for a response from the other end. She thought she heard a soft laugh from the other side, and instantly, her face flushed a deep shade of red.

"Forget about it."

She was about to hang up.

"Where?" Dexter asked.

"What?"

"Where are we having our meal?"

Josie's lips swiftly curled up. "I'll send you the exact location. How does tomorrow night sound?"

Dexter gently hummed in agreement.

her palms were drenched in sweat, and her heart was still pounding intensely. She stared at the waves in a daze, wondering why she was feeling this way. Why was I so

that greatly affected his health. After he fainted this time, the doctor insisted that he needed complete rest and should not worry about any affairs. Claudia had even made a special effort to bring the bird they kept at home to the hospital. The birdcage was hung by the

was seated on the sofa, peeling an apple

Is Mr.

the entrance, drawing everyone's attention. To their surprise, they saw Juliette peeking in, her arms laden with various items.

here?" Josie asked in surprise, quickly

finally breathed a sigh of relief. She entered the room, first greeting Claudia and Mark with a nod before answering, "I heard Mr. Olsen was hospitalized, so I came to visit

closer, Mark recognized her and put down the newspaper he was holding. "Ah, you're Logan's daughter. It's been a while, Julie." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

saw you, you were just

lips, instinctively retreating to the guest area to sit down and brew some tea for

been in recent years?

He's been talking about you too. He often brings up the stories of when you two were starting your business

one aged, reminiscing about

Mark couldn't help but

was ready, and Josie handed a cup

slightly warm cup in her hands, her gaze falling on the arrangement of utensils on the tea tray.

"What's wrong?"

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