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 to tattoo?”

learned it a few years

couldn’t see what he was tattooing on her. “I want a nice tattoo,” she started mumbling, her voice increasingly agitated. “Do you even know how

anxious questioning, his focus

pale as porcelain. The blood seeped out as soon as the needle touched her skin, leaving a satisfactory visual contrast between the deep red

Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed hard. He wanted

a tattoo had to be something meaningful so that

do you want

face was all scrunched up from enduring the

briefly, he said, “I didn’t

unsure of how she

saw Leanne. No matter how close we were when we were young, I wouldn’t let that friendship

over her doubts like a warm

continued to work on

feel indebted to her, but to you, I feel every other

please believe me?” his eyes met hers warmly

chest as she stared at the

had been carved from stone. His dark, profound eyes gazed straight into hers

piercing of the needle,

could see the peach fuzz

moment,

I believe

resoluteness and determination. It was simple but deeply significant after what they had been