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.

was afraid she would worry.

about it, he laughed at himself. He was feeling

thinking about. She put the warm soup down, and

used her hands to feel his forehead and check his temperature.

held it. He tried to

was ill. Josie suddenly felt countless emotions swirling around

that you were asleep when I returned. I was

that moment, the two people in the room no longer had their guard

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

her into his embrace. She sat in his lap, and he buried his face into her neck. He inhaled her familiar scent before he calmed

“I’m alright. It’s just the

cool it. “Mm. Anderson told me.”

man whose face was buried in her neck spoke dully. “Are you still

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

hand trembled when she heard what he called her. She immediately

you, Mr. Russell. It’s just children. It doesn’t

grabbed her hand. His gaze was solemn,

nonchalance. “It’s alright. I