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.

the bitter taste, but it left a lingering sweetness as an

secretly watched as the delicate woman fearlessly devoured the

was a sight he rarely

spirit and embraced the

the billowing smoke, his gaze lingered on Josie, enraptured by her reveling in newfound

search of

“Was what you said true? Will you allow me to assist you in

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

told that you had gone to Rivodia. My team searched for extensively but couldn’t find you. So, you

that Rivodia

you there

only imagine his immense frustration after an exhaustive yet futile search. He

nodded, “I was in

Dexter. He could

there, observing strict vegetarianism and reciting scriptures, mourning

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