Chapter 447 Thorns

Josie felt her heart swell at his words, but she couldn’t help but find fault with him. “Are you saying that I look ugly with this scar?”

Dexter froze, his eyes narrowing as he looked at her. “If you don’t want to suffer more pain, stop saying nonsense,” he warned, his voice cold and threatening.

Josie had no intention of stopping there. “Liana never had a scar before, right? Why are you going to such an extent for me?” she asked, her eyes challenging him.

Dexter kept silent, his jaw clenched. He was not going to give her the satisfaction of answering her question. Josie felt bored talking to herself.

She could feel the needle pricking her skin and bit her lip to keep herself from crying out in pain. She looked down at the bedsheets and noticed her hands were clenching the fabric tightly.

“Let go,” Dexter said, his voice sharp.

Her fingers were red, almost bruising from holding on too tightly.

“It hurts!” Josie cried out, her voice filled with pain.

Dexter threw a sponge at her. “Hold this,” he demanded.

She did not expect Dexter to show consideration for her situation, and she was surprised by his sudden act of kindness.

“Why do you know how to tattoo?” she inquired.

a few years

he was tattooing on her. “I want a nice tattoo,” she started mumbling, her voice increasingly agitated. “Do you even know how to

anxious questioning, his focus

pale as porcelain. The blood seeped out as soon as the needle touched her skin, leaving a satisfactory visual contrast between the deep red blood

down as he swallowed hard. He wanted to torment and make her tears fall as she moaned

something meaningful so that you can remember it for

said. After a pause, she continued. “Dexter, do you want me to remember

at her. Her face was all

over his thoughts briefly, he said,

at him, unsure of

last saw Leanne. No matter how close we

washed over her doubts like a warm wave, banishing them from her mind.

work on

to her, but to you, I feel every

his eyes met hers warmly as

in her chest as she stared at

sharp and chiseled as if they had been carved from stone. His

pain from the piercing of the needle, he

could see

she

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