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.

sip. She scowled at the bitter taste, but it left a lingering sweetness as an aftertaste. Despite

woman fearlessly devoured the skewers and gulped

he rarely witnessed from Josie.

embraced the role of a composed and poised

enraptured by her reveling in newfound joy and freedom.

through him. He fumbled in search of a cigarette, only to

said true? Will you allow me to assist you in your studio?”

replied, “Why don’t you ask

team searched for extensively but couldn’t find you. So, you stayed in Wavery, is

that Rivodia was a mere

you there

could only imagine his immense frustration after an exhaustive yet futile

and nodded, “I was in the church

never have guessed that Josie went there.

there, observing strict vegetarianism and reciting

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