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.

drank from the soda can, sip by sip. She scowled at the bitter taste, but it left a lingering sweetness as an aftertaste. Despite the alluring aroma and steam rising from the sizzling skewers, Dexter refrained from taking a

the delicate woman fearlessly devoured the skewers and gulped down

sight he rarely witnessed

embraced the role of a composed and

his gaze lingered on Josie, enraptured by her reveling

pang surged through him. He fumbled in search of a cigarette, only to

“Was what you said true? Will you allow me

face flushed, and replied, “Why don’t you ask me why I was

earnestly said, “I was told that you had gone to Rivodia. My team searched

had an inkling that Rivodia was

you there

immense frustration after an exhaustive yet futile

smiled and nodded, “I was in

realization struck Dexter. He could never have guessed

vegetarianism and reciting scriptures, mourning our first

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