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 were weary from the day’s events, so they simply tidied

temperature was comfortable, but Josie, feeling a bit warm, kicked off the blanket. Dexter frowned. After a while, she began

Josie drifted into

of actions, his furrowed brows finally relaxed. He tenderly studied her rosy cheeks and long lashes in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. The more he looked, the stronger the fluttering in his heart became. He

chest.

of belonging and security.

a reality he had lived before. He and Josie had crossed paths in the past. In the year he had just taken over Russell Group, he had a group of

employees insisted on throwing a celebration for him. However, they all got drunk, and Dexter had to arrange transport for them and make sure

to their place, he leaned against the car and lit a cigarette, gazing at the stars. It was the first time in his life that he felt a

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

growing weariness. It was a night unlike any other when he found himself grappling with uncertainty

tears, trying to

Her predicament mirrored the mundane challenges of everyday life, similar to the struggles that

of her sorrow. She made a valiant effort to compose herself, attempting

desire to reach out and offer solace, even if it was just a few comforting words. The sight of her anguish stirred a