Josie was self–aware and knew he cared not because of who she was but who she resembled–the girl in the photograph.

Dexter let go of her chin. “I didn’t marry you solely for your appearance.”

His cryptic response had Josie chuckle as she mockingly acknowledged her audacity. She gestured towards the bowl. “Aren’t you going to eat the meat?”

“Are you that eager for me to eat it? Did you poison it?” Dexter nonchalantly unbuttoned his cuff.

If I could, I would have done it long ago.”

Dexter glanced at her and casually remarked, “You were quite daring at Heaven on Earth, pouring an entire pack of sleeping pills into the wine. That was a ruthless move.”

Josie’s lips parted in silence surprise. “How did you find out?” She had indeed drugged the wine, hence her eagerness to make Mr. Lane drink it, but she hadn’t anticipated the interruptions.

She was surprised that he had discovered her attempted scheme. It seemed that Calvin had more skills besides repairing computers.

remained silent in

I could think of,” Josie explained carefully,

wife,” he suppressed his emotions and continued, just try not to attend such events in the future.

once in her twenty–plus years of living, which nearly cost her her life, Josie dared not venture into

than ever, but she missed his rage. Dexter seemed

scar showing. Can’t I return to work?” Josie understood well that

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my salary was cut in half. The bonus I

chopsticks on the table, he

aback by the question.

instructed Mrs. Carroll to get two ice cream boxes from the

grew cautious, her eyebrows twitching as she inquired, “What are you doing?

me.”

table, and Dexter smiled lightly, I’m

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