Chapter 562 We Would Still Have Kids

Dexter reached out to grab it, but she skillfully dodged, smirking at him. His elongated frame seemed out of place.

That shirt he wore was worth a fortune.

Dexter’s face looked pallid from his illness, yet he still exuded a captivating aura.

“You are ill. You can’t drink or cat skewers. You can only watch me eat,” Josie said curtly.

“I am not going to eat. Dexter replied, unfazed by her reluctance.

“I’ve made soup.”

“No time for that. You’re leaving in a bit.

Josie pondered and agreed with his statement.

can, sip by sip. She scowled at the bitter taste, but it left a lingering sweetness as an aftertaste. Despite the alluring aroma

woman fearlessly devoured the

he

her carefree spirit and embraced the role of a composed

smoke, his gaze lingered on Josie, enraptured by her reveling

in search of a cigarette, only to realize

said true? Will you allow me

face flushed, and replied, “Why don’t you

told that you had gone to Rivodia. My team searched

an inkling that Rivodia was a

you there

Rivodia, she could only imagine his immense frustration

and nodded, “I was

struck Dexter. He could never have guessed that Josie

months there, observing strict vegetarianism and reciting scriptures, mourning our

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