When Dexter returned to his car, it reeked of alcohol as soon as he opened the door, making him frown involuntarily.

“I can’t drink anymore… No more…”

Josie waved her hands in the air frantically.

“Then don’t drink. Why make yourself suffer?” Dexter muttered.

With that, he shoved her arms away and sat in the driver’s seat.

Throughout the entire journey, Josie didn’t make things easy for him. She tossed and turned, groaning about going home.

When they finally reached home, he heaved a sigh of relief.

She’s usually meek but so troublesome when drunk.

After a moment of hesitation, he helped her out of the car. In the next second, she circled her arms around his neck, and her warm breath landed on his cheeks.

“Hottie, you look familiar.”

and buried her head in his chest. He

“Don’t leave me alone…”

froze and felt

was not used to such

you are awake, get up and walk on your

to him with

no other option, he held her in

Mr. Russell. What’s wrong with

to drink. Don’t worry

upstairs and threw her

found a comfortable position on the pillow, and continued sleeping without

she was settled, he pulled a blanket

of thirst. She got up from bed slowly and went downstairs in the dark to

returned, she went in the opposite direction and headed to the other

threw herself on the bed, waking

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