Blind Date Turned Proposal

Chapter 447 Thorns

Josie felt her heart swell at his words, but she couldn’t help but find fault with him. “Are you saying that I look ugly with this scar?”

Dexter froze, his eyes narrowing as he looked at her. “If you don’t want to suffer more pain, stop saying nonsense,” he warned, his voice cold and threatening.

Josie had no intention of stopping there. “Liana never had a scar before, right? Why are you going to such an extent for me?” she asked, her eyes challenging him.

Dexter kept silent, his jaw clenched. He was not going to give her the satisfaction of answering her question. Josie felt bored talking to herself.

She could feel the needle pricking her skin and bit her lip to keep herself from crying out in pain. She looked down at the bedsheets and noticed her hands were clenching the fabric tightly.

“Let go,” Dexter said, his voice sharp.

Her fingers were red, almost bruising from holding on too tightly.

“It hurts!” Josie cried out, her voice filled with pain.

Dexter threw a sponge at her. “Hold this,” he demanded.

She did not expect Dexter to show consideration for her situation, and she was surprised by his sudden act of kindness.

“Why do you know how to tattoo?” she inquired.

it a

fear and frustration began to manifest as she couldn’t see what he was tattooing on her. “I want a nice tattoo,” she started mumbling, her voice increasingly agitated. “Do you even know how to draw? Are you good at drawing? Are you sure you

ignored her anxious questioning, his

touched her skin, leaving a

as he swallowed hard. He wanted to torment and make her tears fall as

a tattoo had to be something meaningful so

pause, she continued. “Dexter, do you want

her. Her face was all scrunched up

thoughts briefly, he said, “I didn’t marry you because of

unsure of how she

start. It had already been twenty years since I last saw Leanne. No matter how close we were

her doubts like a warm wave, banishing them from her

continued to work

her, but to you, I feel every

please believe me?” his eyes met hers warmly as he

chest as she stared

had been carved

of the needle,

so close she could see

at that moment, she