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

Chapter 447 Thorns

Josie felt her heart swell at his words, but she couldn’t help but find fault with him. “Are you saying that I look ugly with this scar?”

Dexter froze, his eyes narrowing as he looked at her. “If you don’t want to suffer more pain, stop saying nonsense,” he warned, his voice cold and threatening.

Josie had no intention of stopping there. “Liana never had a scar before, right? Why are you going to such an extent for me?” she asked, her eyes challenging him.

Dexter kept silent, his jaw clenched. He was not going to give her the satisfaction of answering her question. Josie felt bored talking to herself.

She could feel the needle pricking her skin and bit her lip to keep herself from crying out in pain. She looked down at the bedsheets and noticed her hands were clenching the fabric tightly.

“Let go,” Dexter said, his voice sharp.

Her fingers were red, almost bruising from holding on too tightly.

“It hurts!” Josie cried out, her voice filled with pain.

Dexter threw a sponge at her. “Hold this,” he demanded.

She did not expect Dexter to show consideration for her situation, and she was surprised by his sudden act of kindness.

do you know how

learned it a few

“I want a nice tattoo,” she started mumbling, her voice increasingly agitated. “Do you even know how to draw? Are you good at drawing? Are you sure you can

ignored her anxious questioning, his

The blood seeped out as soon as the needle touched her skin, leaving a

he swallowed hard. He wanted to torment and make her tears fall as she moaned in

a tattoo had to be something meaningful so that you can remember

After a pause, she continued. “Dexter, do you want me to remember

face was all scrunched up from enduring the

his thoughts briefly, he said, “I didn’t marry you

him, unsure of how she

already been twenty years since I last saw Leanne. No matter how close

over her doubts like a warm wave, banishing them from

to work on the

to her, but to you, I

me?” his eyes met

in her chest as she stared

face were sharp and chiseled as if they had been carved from stone. His dark, profound eyes

in pain from the piercing of the needle,

close she could see the

at that moment,

believe you?”

an air of resoluteness and determination. It was simple but deeply significant after what they had been through