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.

anger. His calm and composed demeanor had disappeared, and his deep eyes narrowed into an icy

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

Marilyn called her worriedly.

her lips into a tight–lipped smile and

as he mulled over his thoughts before finally speaking up, “Kid, it must’ve been hard for you, but it’ll get better over time. Dex is still hurt from the past. Please understand him,” he related as he

up a smile, saying, “Grandpa, I’m not having a hard time. I understand

out a sigh of

I know what’s

Old Mr. Russell on the spot. “She’s Leanne.

She must be a nice girl if she’s receiving such high praise from

revealing too much about the girl, Josie concluded that Leanne was the girl who went missing. She was someone Dexter cared

did she end up disappearing? And why did she

heavily. The raindrops tapped on the windows, obscuring the views outside. The skies went dark as night approached, but the road

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

snorted at the thought. It must’ve been the truth. Or else, how did she expect to gain his affection with her mediocre