Chapter 562 We Would Still Have Kids

Dexter reached out to grab it, but she skillfully dodged, smirking at him. His elongated frame seemed out of place.

That shirt he wore was worth a fortune.

Dexter’s face looked pallid from his illness, yet he still exuded a captivating aura.

“You are ill. You can’t drink or cat skewers. You can only watch me eat,” Josie said curtly.

“I am not going to eat. Dexter replied, unfazed by her reluctance.

“I’ve made soup.”

“No time for that. You’re leaving in a bit.

Josie pondered and agreed with his statement.

bitter taste, but it left a lingering sweetness as an aftertaste. Despite the alluring aroma and steam rising from the sizzling skewers, Dexter refrained from taking

as the delicate woman fearlessly devoured the

a sight he rarely witnessed from

embraced the role of a

his gaze lingered on Josie, enraptured by her reveling in newfound joy

bitter pang surged through him. He fumbled in search

what you said true? Will you allow me to assist you in

you ask

had gone to Rivodia. My team searched for

had an inkling that Rivodia was a mere

you there

immense frustration after an exhaustive

was

never

spent two months there, observing strict vegetarianism and reciting scriptures, mourning

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