Chapter 253 Didn’t You Say You’re Hungry?

Josie found herself enveloped in his arms, her head resting against his impeccably chiseled jawline. His warm breath encircled her, offering comfort in this foreign place.

Dexter’s embrace radiated a sense of authority, as if silently assuring her he would be her protector. She need not worry about anything.

The pantry was stocked with an array of food. Josie nibbled on her lip as she contemplated her options.

“How about Bolognese meatballs?” As she was tiptoeing to fetch something from the shelves, she proposed while setting a can of Bolognese sauce on the pristine white marble countertop.

Dexter grabbed a few more ingredients, ran them under the water, and mischievously tapped her bosom. “Alright, you can go now. I’ll be finished soon.”

Uh, this guy…

Josie glared at him, her cheeks flushed with annoyance and abashment.

He winked and teased. “Wait for me.”

Amused by his cheeky response, Josie muttered, “Rascal!”

kitchen

“Mhm.”

table. She asked, “Mind

with Wyatt’s ID photo attached. The Russell family certainly had good genes; they managed to look good

and saw Dexter cuttin at

tall man stood in

in cooking. Although it was a rare occurrence, he had cooked for her multiple

family estate… If his family or servants discovered that the young master

eyes flickered with conflicted emotions, and she approached him, skillfully cracking an egg into a

fed her a taste

sweet and savory taste. She casually digressed, “What about

“Perhaps not. Our family is quite traditional. He had minimal interaction with the outside world before graduating

in an ivory tower, utterly oblivious to

be so strict and rigid with their sons. Unable to contain her impression, she blurted

tapping her

lips,

taste it, and her lips… Josie was unaware of the intense and desperate flicker in the man’s eyes. She was distracted by the pot of Bolognese sauce left on the countertop. Quietly, she reached out

wrist was swiftly

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