Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Dexter departed with an air of conclusiveness, leaving all the documents untouched. However, the sheer determination and coldness in his departure didn't escape Juliette's notice, signaling his anger.

"Dexter..."

Amidst the romantic glow of the candlelight dinner, she seemed especially solitary. Watching his figure fade away, she felt a sharp ache in her heart and whispered softly, "If winning her back proves impossible, could you perhaps consider turning back to me?"

But he was out of earshot, behaving in a manner that was uncharacteristically indifferent.

Josie was on the verge of irritation.

It had been twenty minutes since the waiter had presented the last course, and there was still no sign of Dexter.

Twenty minutes earlier, Josie had sent a message to inquire if he was still tied up. His prompt reply suggested he was wrapping things up and encouraged her to go ahead and order, promising to join her momentarily as soon as the meal was ready.

It was quite unusual for one to suggest their guest start the meal solo.

Yet, Josie complied with his request. His promises were seldom broken, reserved only for moments when he was genuinely caught up.

with a table laden with dishes, Josie wondered whether the kitchen had been unusually quick,

nostalgia dissipating.

to her. Her eyes continually wandered outside, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. "Miss, would you like

the door was followed by

advance. She shot a

changed to one of surprise, momentarily furrowing

black trousers, leaned against the doorway with a casual stance, a mischievous

a seat across from her. "Seems like

her food around. "What's brought you

rather than that, you should be curious about why I ended

"Who did you ask?"

know me that well,

a good sense

by whether

the utensils Dexter was supposed to use, commenting,

knocked his chopsticks aside. "Did I say

me food? Doesn't seem quite fair, does it? Besides, the person you're