Blind Date Turned Proposal

Chapter 472 An Ordinary Couple

Behind the door stood Josie with her back against it. She stood in a daze with a glass of warm water.

She suddenly felt slightly pained and had mixed emotions. She guessed Dexter went to a smaller room because he hadn’t wanted to disturb her.

But now, she couldn’t go in.

Mrs. Carroll was walking to the room with soup.

Surprised, Josie said, “Mrs. Carroll, let me do it.”

It seemed like Mrs. Carroll had just noticed Josie’s presence, and she couldn’t help but smile awkwardly. “Alright, Mrs. Russell. You can do it.”

Josie took the warm soup, opened the door, and entered the room.

The IV was completed, and Dexter was taking the needle out of his hand. Just as he was turning on the lights, the contrast of his exquisite appearance made him look shrewd and imposing even when he was ill.

The man’s first reaction was to furrow his brows when he saw Josie.

Perhaps he was befuddled from being sick and had forgotten that she was also at Mason Garden, or he didn’t want to let her know. Maybe men in high positions like Dexter were too proud to show weakness.

maybe he was afraid she would worry.

it, he laughed at himself.

soup down, and their gazes met. Her

his forehead and check

her hand down and held it. He tried to convince her. “It’s not

voice was hoarse because he was ill. Josie suddenly felt countless emotions swirling around in her heart. She only asked,

when I returned. I was afraid that I would wake you.”

moment, the two people in the room no longer had their guard up, nor were they

of each other. They were like a real couple in the ordinary world who were interacting calmly. They were

and he buried his face into her neck. He inhaled her familiar scent before he calmed down. It was as though

ease. “I’m alright.

cool it.

man whose face was buried in her neck spoke

a spoonful and indicated for him to drink it. The man revealed a childlike smile and looked at

heard what he called her. She immediately looked away.

don’t have the nerve to get angry at you, Mr. Russell. It’s just children.

was

“It’s alright. I