Blind Date Turned Proposal

Quitting smoking had been a challenging journey, but in her presence, the cravings diminished. She became the replacement for his addiction.

Josie remained in a squatting position, her voice filled with anguish. “Dexter, you always do this. Why do you always believe you’re right? Is my opinion less important? Throughout, I’ve felt like nothing more than an accessory to you.”

Dexter’s gaze softened as he looked at her.

He listened attentively, patiently considering her words. “Like I mentioned earlier, within six months, can rise to the top of this industry. I won’t allow others to perceive you merely as an accessory to me. Isn’t that a good thing?”

you

“No, it’s not!” Josie’s voice echoed, her hair dancing in the wind. “It’s not fulfilling to achieve success without putting in my effort and relying on you to pave the way for me.”

Dexter chuckled, “You do have quite the pride.”

“As a businessman, you prioritize profit and seizing opportunities without considering the emotions of others. I can’t be as ruthless as you,” Josie explained, her voice tinged with frustration.

he leaned closer, gently pinching Josie’s chin. “Do you know, I used to be just like you? But ever since I embarked on this path, all

herself locked in a gaze with his

you, I have no feelings for anyone. I haven’t made a move on Arnold yet because of

struck a nerve within Josie, and she realized

overpowering weight, and every interaction with him felt overwhelming. Feeling the blood rushing to her head and dizziness overtaking her, Josie struggled to maintain her balance. She took a few unsteady steps before being caught by Dexter’s firm grasp. His cold smile sent shivers down her spine as he spoke

pinched together, she yelled indignantly,

tone surprisingly gentle as he pressed his fingertip

longer willing to engage with him. There

of disappointment lingered within her that

health had improved more than she had anticipated. When he saw her, he

1/2

dining table, Josie kept her head down, her mind burdened with the events of the past two months. Finally, she gathered the courage to speak,

filled with understanding. “You don’t have to explain. It’s your