Blind Date Turned Proposal

Chapter 73 A Substitute

Marilyn went upstairs to find her. As she didn’t see Josie in the main bedroom, she went into the study to look for her. When she finally arrived, she was startled at the sight of Josie, whose features were all clouded into a shape of despair and disappointment.

Marilyn was flustered to see her in that state. She slowly approached her and said, “Josie, Dex has already left the house. I’ll call a taxi to send you back home: Is that okay?”

Josie closed her eyes. She had too much pride to drop her dignity.

She believed he would let his guard down and show care and patience to her. She also thought that he would be the one to save her whenever she was in danger, proving that she was someone special to him.

But she misunderstood him.

Dexter was wise beyond his years, and nothing could bring him down as he faced his problems fearlessly. With his intellect, it would take a few lifetimes to be up to par with him. Josie assumed that he only helped her out of kindness.

Everything seemed clear as day to Josie as she pondered over his actions.

he was fuming with anger. His calm and composed demeanor had disappeared, and his deep

ruminate, realization dawned upon her. There was no meaning attached to his help. To him, she was only as

called her

her lips into a tight–lipped smile and replied, “Alright, I’ll go downstairs

hard for you, but it’ll get better over time. Dex is still hurt from the past. Please

future with Dexter? After accepting the reality, Josie summoned up a smile, saying, “Grandpa, I’m not having a hard time. I understand it’s

Mr. Russell let out a

I know what’s the girl’s name?”

putting Old Mr. Russell on the spot. “She’s Leanne. She grew up with Dex and was kind and considerate

silent. She must be a nice girl if she’s

the girl in the photo. As she noticed how Old Mr. Russell avoided revealing too much about the girl, Josie concluded that

why did she end up disappearing? And why did she look identical to

views outside. The skies went dark as night approached,

window, feeling torn about everything that had happened. Did Dexter marry her because of her face? All his care and warmth towards her was misdirected,

the truth. Or else, how did