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?”

he carried her back to bed. Both of them were weary from the day’s events, so they

room temperature was comfortable, but Josie, feeling a bit warm, kicked off the blanket. Dexter frowned. After a while, she began to feel cold and instinctively snuggled closer

Josie drifted into a

her series 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 glanced at the rings adorning their

chest.

felt a sense of belonging

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

years of hard work, Calvin and some of the employees insisted on throwing a celebration for him. However, they all

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

clear goals, but now he felt lost… Dexter’s grandfather had always steered

other when he found himself grappling with uncertainty and questioning the very path

girl stood at a telephone booth, making a call. She was in tears, trying to speak loudly to overpower

her father’s illness and the family’s financial struggles. Her predicament mirrored the mundane challenges of everyday

receiver on the ground revealed the depth of her sorrow. She made a valiant effort to compose herself, attempting to pick up the receiver but struggling to rise

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