Chapter 343 Deceitful Woman
Dexter momentarily stepped away to answer a phone call. Meanwhile, Josie closed her
eyes, overwhelmed by sadness. His words had shattered her illusions When she woke
again, it was already dawn, and Dexter was nowhere to be found. She rubbed her eyes,
never liking to be left alone in such a situation, but she understood that he wouldn’t spend
the night in a place like this
After freshening up, she turned on the television and stumbled upon a reality show. It
reminded her that she had to go to work that day. She packed her things and prepared to
leave To her surprise, she noticed a figure outside the room. At the same time, Dexter
entered the empty room, placing a packed meal box on the table. He called out. Josie?”
There was no response.
Standing in the center of the room, Dexter felt an inexplicable loneliness akin to an
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtabandoned child. Josie, hiding behind the windowsill, furrowed her brow, struggling to
reconcile this side of Dexter with her perception of him.
Realizing his demeanor was turning cold before he turned away, Josie quickly revealed
herself and declared. “I’m here; I haven’t left yet.”
Dexter pivoted, casting his gaze upon her. The whirlwind of emotions that had flickered in
his eyes a moment ago dissipated, replaced by an emotionless stare that sent shivers
down her spine. Josie felt a surge of panic, fearing Dexter might lose control again, as he
had the previous night.
“Calm down. I was just joking with you,” she uttered, mustering her courage to reach out
and grasp his hand, attempting to quell his wrath.
Dexter remained stoic, his face wearing a grave expression. Furrowing her brow, Josie
gauged his reaction and inquired, “Do I need to keep apologizing for you to forgive me?”
This time, a smile tugged at Dexter’s lips. This woman had a knack for melting his heart,
knowing just the right words to say. Josie noticed the softening of his expression and said,
“Unlike you, I won’t leave without warning.
Dexter arched an eyebrow, unconvinced, “Such a deceitful woman.”
The television continued playing in the background as he reached out and pulled her into
his embrace. Josie locked eyes with Dexter, his gaze unusually tender. She felt a weight
settle in her heart, creating serendipity within her. For some reason, tears welled up in her
eyes, but she couldn’t pinpoint the exact cause.
Sensing her gaze, Dexter leaned back slightly and whispered, “Do I need to remind you to
close your eyes when we kiss?”
Without waiting for her response, he sealed her lips and kissed her passionately.
Downstairs, Ivy had been waiting for a while and was growing impatient. Feeling curious,
she went upstairs and was met with this awkward scene. Ivy caught her breath, silently
retreated, and purposely cleared her throat.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was evident to anyone with keen observation that Dexter had a soft spot for Josie. He
disregarded the dangers of speeding on the road. He compromised his usual standards to
spend the night with her in such a place, all for this seemingly ordinary woman.
However, something puzzled Ivy. While Dexter cared for Summer, his concern for Josie
seemed even more significant. So, who held the key to his heart? In this world, a
conclusion or absolute rationality was not always necessary.
Subsequently, Josie decided to accompany Dexter to the Russell Mansion.
“Mr. Russell, Arnold’s associates have secured the shipment at the harbor. It appears they
plan to transport it to Rivodia. Should we send someone to intercept it at the highway
exit?” Aware of Josie’s presence, Ivy reported cautiously.
Dexter’s gaze lingered on the documents. “No need; it will be some time before he takes
action again.”
Josie glanced at them and asked, “What shipment?”
Dexter remained silent while Ivy answered, “Mrs. Russell, it’s a shipment of alcohol.”