Chapter 446 Giving Her a Tattoo

Dexter wouldn’t answer her. He brought the car to a stop at a rather vibrant area away from the city that bustled with noise.

Despite the late hour, the place was buzzing with crowds of people.

Josie stood still, completely bewildered.

She had stayed in Wavery for two years, but she never knew they had a night market here.

What was even more startling was that Dexter would take her there.

“Get down,” he uttered coldly.

Josie wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. Josie’s frustrations were building up inside her like a volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

Dexter was dressed in a crisp white shirt and black slacks; his casual and easygoing look was a stark contrast to the poster-filled walls and shouting of vendors.

Josie followed behind him without knowing their destination.

When they walked toward the end of the alley, they reached a small, rundown parlor. An old vintage bicycle was lying by the side.

the shop was lit with

pain as they cried out in agony. The tattoo artist stood in front of them, their needle

a

an old man who was hunched over. The man smiled politely at him.

here. Their screams were like nails on a chalkboard,

afraid to

her get a tattoo

glanced toward Josie. “Get

a Tattoo

legs rooted to the ground.

icy glare, he commanded her

hear her pulse throbbing in her ears. “I don’t want to go in,” she

marched to her and carried her up by

me! I don’t want to get a tattoo!” Josie exclaimed in shock and fear.

of all emotions. Without

shock, and her heart pounded against her ribs. Dexter looked like an executioner, ready to carry out

come near

twinged with desperation as she

an apron around Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo supplies beside

free herself, but she was

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