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 and

secretly watched as the delicate woman fearlessly devoured the

sight he rarely witnessed from

and embraced the role of a

billowing smoke, his gaze lingered on Josie,

him. He fumbled in search of a cigarette,

cautiously, “Was what you said true? Will

and replied, “Why don’t you ask me why

gone to Rivodia. My team searched

had an inkling that Rivodia was

you there

Josie didn’t know how he discovered her presence in Rivodia, she could only imagine his immense frustration after an exhaustive yet futile search. He would likely

smiled and nodded, “I was in

He could never have

vegetarianism and reciting scriptures, mourning

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