Chapter 354 Making up Stories

Josie remained confined to the main bedroom, constantly under surveillance. She felt more like she was being monitored than cared for.

Sitting up was a challenge. At times she would find herself gazing at the ceiling, overwhelmed by a long- forgotten fear. Lately, her nights of sleep were haunted by visions of Dexter and Summer embracing in that abandoned factory.

Anderson prepared her oral medication, crushing it and mixing it with water. He asked curiously, “You’ve been so quiet. Why don’t you talk to me? Do you still have feelings for Dexter?”

Josie glanced at him, and Anderson pulled a piece of candy from his pocket, trying to tempt her.

Looking at the unfamiliar face before her, Josie was intrigued to make fun of him, “You may find it hard to believe, but I’m his ex-wife.”

Anderson was taken aback, “Ex-wife?”

the difficulties we faced. But as soon as he became wealthy, everything changed. He

circumstances, he would have dismissed such a story as unbelievable. Dexter didn’t fit the mold of someone

determination and anguish on her face lent her words an air

“Alright. Alright. Crying will hurt your wound. It’s

an ungrateful bast*rd!” Josie sobbed and asked, “Anderson, have you just

him?”

much about

pleaded desperately, her voice filled with urgency, “Please, you have to listen to me. He’s not a good person. I beg you,

Josie’s plea. His initial curiosity had been mere gossip, but now he was confronted with a

had been married before. He couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that there was a whole strange and unexpected backstory behind Dexter’s calm

Anderson’s brief hesitation, Josie pressed on, her voice filled with desperation. “Imagine yourself in my position. Could you bear such

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powerless. Tm sorry,

fell silent immediately, choosing not to say another

word Josie spoke through the monitor. He observed

woman on the bed.

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