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.

bit warm, kicked off the blanket. Dexter frowned. After a while, she began

drifted into a

furrowed brows finally relaxed. He tenderly studied her rosy cheeks and long lashes in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. The

chest.

sense of belonging and

paths in the past. In

on throwing a celebration for him. However, they all got drunk, and Dexter had to arrange transport

sending 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

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

him with a growing weariness. It was a night unlike any other when he found himself

at a telephone booth, making a call. She was in tears, trying to speak loudly to overpower her sobs. Every word she

learned of her father’s illness and the family’s financial struggles. Her predicament mirrored the mundane challenges of everyday life, similar to the struggles that weighed on

valiant effort to compose herself, attempting to pick up the receiver but

few comforting words. The sight of her anguish stirred a profound concern within him as if he feared she might suffocate and fade away in the

him realize the insignificance