The Epic Blind Date with My Boss (Josie and Dexter)

Chapter 254 Her Tearful Eyes

Josie couldn’t believe his audacity…

She never expected Dexter to be so audacious and shameless. With no choice, she reluctantly allowed him to have his way. And that was her second blunder. By the time they finally untangled, dusk was upon them.

Exhausted, Josie let him assist in cleaning up and getting dressed. Finally, she nestled into his arms, feeling drowsy and no longer concerned about her hunger, “I want some water.”

Then, a glass of cool water was brought to her lips in no time, quenching her dry throat and providing much-needed relief.

She heard the spirited man ask in a low voice, “Are you still hungry?”

In her groggy state, Josie weakly declined, “No, let me rest for a while, okay?”

“Alright, we’ll head home after you’ve had some rest.” Dexter chuckled, satisfied with her response. In a better mood, he carried her back to bed. Both of them were weary from the day’s events, so they simply tidied up and drifted off to sleep together.

the blanket. Dexter frowned. After a while, she began to feel cold and instinctively snuggled closer to the source

drifted into a deep

series of actions, his furrowed brows finally relaxed. He tenderly studied her rosy cheeks and long lashes in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. The more he looked, the stronger the fluttering

sense of

had crossed paths in the past. In the year he had just taken over Russell Group, he had a group of

of hard work, Calvin and some of the employees insisted on throwing a celebration for him. However, they all got drunk, and Dexter had to

gazing at the stars. It was the first time in his life that he felt a

but now he felt lost… Dexter’s grandfather had always steered him towards his future path but never

with a growing weariness. It was a night unlike any other when he found himself grappling with uncertainty

girl stood at a telephone booth, making a call. She was in tears, trying to speak loudly to

of her father’s illness and the family’s financial struggles. Her predicament mirrored the mundane challenges of everyday life, similar to the struggles that weighed on every individual,

She made a valiant effort to compose herself, attempting to pick up the receiver but struggling

Dexter was overcome with an intense desire to reach out and offer solace, even if it was just a few comforting words. The sight of her anguish stirred a profound concern within him as if he feared she might suffocate and fade away in the

made him realize the insignificance of his own momentary