That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

Chapter 156 Control Yourself

When Dexter did not come home, the servant helped Josie with her bath. It felt much less awkward than before. Apart from the occasional guilt, she was comfortable living in Mason Garden without Dexter.

At night, she lay on the couch and kept typing and deleting her message for Dexter. In the end, she didn’t send anything.

Suddenly, Dexter opened the door and saw her lying on the couch with her legs exposed. They were so smooth that they seemed to glow under the light.

“Mr. Russell? You’re back.” The maid’s voice alerted Josie. She nearly jumped from the couch and adjusted her clothes before sitting there awkwardly.

Dexter looked away and let the maid help him take off his coat.

Marilyn heard noises and dashed out of the kitchen. “Dex, you finally remembered to come home!”

Dexter rubbed his temple and replied, “I’ve been busy with company matters.”

Marilyn cleared her throat and pulled him aside before whispering, “That’s only an excuse. You didn’t even call for days. Did you two get into a fight?”

Dexter glanced sideways and saw Josie peeking at him fearfully. She immediately turned away when she realized he had noticed.

“Did she tell you?”

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“I guess so…”

frowned. “Is it over

of another man. Is that

Dexter replied flatly, “it’s her

stumped briefly. “Since it’s not something major, why didn’t you

she tell you I was throwing

Unlock succeeded

Why do you keep accusing

are you and Grandpa under

have handled the matter poorly. Even if you and Josie quarreled, it was wrong for you to

happily playing with her phone when I came

angry with each other for too long. All you need to do is

should control

flash through Dexter’s calm gaze. He

I

Dexter coming her way. Her heartbeat quickened. She gripped the hem of her

was not sure

sat beside her and peeled an orange to keep his hand busy. He said in a neutral tone, “How’s the wound on your

right.” Josie snatched the orange from him. “Let me