Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Chapter 254 Her Tearful Eyes

Josie couldn’t believe his audacity…

She never expected Dexter to be so audacious and shameless. With no choice, she reluctantly allowed him to have his way. And that was her second blunder. By the time they finally untangled, dusk was upon

them.

Exhausted, Josie let him assist in cleaning up and getting dressed. Finally, she nestled into his arms, feeling drowsy and no longer concerned about her hunger, “I want some water.”

Then, a glass of cool water was brought to her lips in no time, quenching her dry throat and providing much-needed relief.

She heard the spirited man ask in a low voice, “Are you still hungry?”

In her groggy state, Josie weakly declined, “No, let me rest for a while, okay?”

“Alright, we’ll head home after you’ve had some rest.” Dexter chuckled, satisfied with her response. In a better mood, he carried her back to bed. Both of them were weary from the day’s events, so they simply tidied up and drifted off to sleep together.

temperature was comfortable, but Josie, feeling a bit warm, kicked off the blanket. Dexter frowned. After a while, she began to feel cold and instinctively snuggled closer to the source of warmth,

drifted into a deep slumber.

relaxed. He tenderly studied her rosy cheeks and long lashes in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. The more he

chest.

felt a sense of belonging

had a dream that was a reality he had lived before. He and Josie had crossed paths in the past. In the year he had just taken over Russell Group, he had a group of loyal

years of hard work, Calvin and some of the employees insisted on throwing a celebration for him. However, they all got drunk,

them back to their place, he leaned against the car and lit a cigarette, gazing at the stars. It was the first time in his life that he

with clear goals, but now he felt lost… Dexter’s grandfather had always steered him towards his future path

unlike any other when he found himself grappling with uncertainty

far away, a girl stood at a telephone booth, making a call. She was in tears, trying to speak loudly to overpower her

the mundane challenges of everyday life, similar to the struggles that weighed on every individual, seemingly insurmountable at times.

face and the fallen receiver on the ground revealed the depth of her sorrow. She made a valiant effort to compose

Dexter was overcome with an intense desire to reach out and offer solace, even if it was just a few comforting words. The sight of her anguish stirred a

made him realize the insignificance of his own momentary