Blind Date Turned Proposal

Chapter 254 Her Tearful Eyes

Josie couldn’t believe his audacity…

She never expected Dexter to be so audacious and shameless. With no choice, she reluctantly allowed him to have his way. And that was her second blunder. By the time they finally untangled, dusk was upon

them.

Exhausted, Josie let him assist in cleaning up and getting dressed. Finally, she nestled into his arms, feeling drowsy and no longer concerned about her hunger, “I want some water.”

Then, a glass of cool water was brought to her lips in no time, quenching her dry throat and providing much-needed relief.

She heard the spirited man ask in a low voice, “Are you still hungry?”

In her groggy state, Josie weakly declined, “No, let me rest for a while, okay?”

In a better mood, he carried her back to bed. Both of them

bit warm, kicked off the blanket. Dexter frowned. After a while, she began to feel cold and instinctively snuggled closer to the source of warmth, wrapping her arms around him.

Josie drifted into a

bedside lamp. The more he looked, the stronger the fluttering in his heart became. He glanced at

chest.

felt a sense of belonging

had a dream that was a reality he had lived before. He and Josie had crossed paths in the past. In the year he had

and some of the employees insisted on throwing a celebration for him. However, they all got drunk, and Dexter had to arrange

the car and lit a cigarette, gazing at the stars. It was the first time

always considered himself rational with clear goals, but now he felt lost… Dexter’s grandfather had always steered him towards his future path but never once asked if there was anything he truly wanted for

was a night unlike any other when he found himself grappling with uncertainty and questioning the very path he had chosen

call. She was in tears, trying to speak

illness and the family’s financial struggles. Her predicament mirrored the mundane challenges of everyday life, similar to the struggles that weighed on every individual, seemingly insurmountable at times.

and the fallen receiver on the ground revealed the depth of her sorrow. She made a valiant effort to compose herself, attempting to pick

reach out and offer solace, even if it was just a few comforting words. The sight