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

Chapter 172 A Night Spent Together

Startled by the noise, she quickly approached them. “What time is it? It’s already three in the morning. Where did you two go?”

Caught off guard, Josie exchanged a glance with Dexter. “I… I was accompanying Dex for

some matters.”

Marilyn grew suspicious. “You got me worried. I thought something had happened.”

“Marilyn, you don’t have to wait for us; your body needs rest. Go to bed early, alright,” Dexter calmly stated, unbothered to explain further.

Seeing them, Marilyn felt reassured. However, as they headed upstairs, she grabbed Josie’s hand and whispered, “Did you two have a fight?”

Stunned by her abrupt question, Josie fiddled with her fingers awkwardly and stammered, “…No, we didn’t.”

but you

Dex came back in the evening and waited for Then he went out driving again. Tell me the truth, did the two of you have a fight?” Marilyn

hadn’t expected that Dexter would make an effort to

the red mark on Josie’s neck. “A little quarrel can spice

Dexter would have an interest in her.

air from before in Carter’s resting lounge, the space in between them appeared more tranquil since Dexter didn’t seem to have any intentions to pursue further. He lay beside her and said,

had continued earlier, she might have been willing to oblige. After all these years, she wasn’t ignorant about matters between a man and a woman. Besides, Dexter had good looks and an incredible physique. She wouldn’t have been at a loss

listening to the gentle breaths from

a while, the man’s large hand reached for her neck,

silently chuckled. Dexter’s arm was incredibly soft, more comfortable than a pillow. She turned to her side

“Goodnight.”

her when she opened her eyes. Sensing her movement, he slowly lifted his eyelids, his voice husky from waking

the same position as the previous night. Josie boldly touched his furrowed brows. “Is your hand sore?” Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

his hand and attempted to move it, furrowing his brows with a slight smile. “It’s

“It’s still early. Are you having breakfast at home

nodded while stretching his arms, thinking

to eat?