As she stepped into the dimly lit room, she paused in the shadows without flicking on the switch. Swiftly, she slipped out of her heels and the elegant dress, ready to change into her usual clothes. But just as she reached for her outfit, the room suddenly lit up. Caught off guard, she spun around, alarmed. "Who's there?"

Dexter was unmistakably the figure by the door, casually leaning with no clear indication of how long he had been watching.

His attention, though, was respectfully averted. "I came to apologize," he stated plainly.

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Her irritation was evident, barely contained. Thankfully, she wasn't entirely undressed.

"I let myself in."

"That can't be. Mark would never allow it."

"Actually, while you were busy with Morgan, I managed to speak with Mark. He was quite understanding of our predicament." Dexter's voice carried his usual assuredness, his casual demeanor belied by the deliberate tapping of his fingers.

This revelation only fueled Josie's anger. Hastily covering up with a T-shirt, she confronted him. "You're overstepping," she shot back. "You're the reason we're in this mess. Had you been there, Morgan wouldn't have been involved!"

Dexter calmly caught her accusing finger. "Yes, and that's precisely why I'm here to apologize."

This caught Josie off guard.

gently. "I'm sorry for

tinged his voice, revealing a rare

to the couch, nonchalantly inspecting her nails in the

you apologize. The fact that you, Mr. Busyman, could

behavior was passive

close behind her, a playful smirk on his face. "Feeling

been involved with other women behind my back, Mr. Russell?" Josie challenged, meeting his eyes. "Yes, it

calmness took her by surprise. "What did you

what

the truth out, Josie saw no point in delving deeper. Dressed only in a T-shirt, her legs drew a stark

her. "You haven't asked about

shouldn't take an hour to decline an offer." Detecting her disillusionment, Dexter seemed contemplative. "How about

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words. "Please, I'm begging you. Give me

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