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.

After a while, she began to feel cold and instinctively snuggled closer

drifted into a deep

studied her rosy cheeks and long lashes in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. The more he looked, the stronger the fluttering in his heart became.

chest.

sense of belonging and security.

past. In the year he had just taken over Russell Group, he had a group of loyal employees who worked tirelessly alongside

for him. However, they all got drunk, and Dexter had

the car and lit a cigarette, gazing at the stars. It was the first time in

had always considered himself rational with clear goals, but now he felt lost… Dexter’s grandfather had always steered him towards his future path but never once asked if there was anything he truly wanted for himself.

any other when he found himself grappling with uncertainty and questioning the very path he

was in tears, trying to speak loudly to overpower her sobs. Every word she uttered resonated in

family’s financial struggles. Her predicament mirrored the mundane challenges of everyday life, similar to

the depth of her sorrow. She made a valiant effort to compose herself, attempting to pick up the receiver but struggling to rise

out and offer solace, even if it was just a few comforting words. The sight of her anguish stirred a profound concern within him as if he feared she might suffocate and fade

anguish made him realize the insignificance

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