Blind Date Turned Proposal

The road came alive with a parade of sleek, black luxury cars, neatly spaced about five meters apart, cruising down the empty thoroughfare.

The rain pelted down incessantly, creating a rhythmic symphony on the car roofs. At the same time, raindrops painted graceful trails on the windowpanes.

Breaking the silence, Dexter’s voice carried a tinge of nostalgia, “It’s been a while since Wavery saw rain. this heavy.”

Leanne lowered her gaze, “We’ve had a two-month dry spell. Spring is here finally, bringing the inevitable. rain.”

“After this storm passes, the weather will gradually warm up.”

Dexter removed the rosary from his wrist, his fingers methodically tracing each bead, his expression a mystery.

Despite the car’s spacious design, their whispered exchange seemed to confine their surroundings.

The man casually shifted his posture, stretching out his long legs. One hand rested casually on his knee, projecting an air of relaxation.

In contrast, Leanne appeared slightly constrained.

“Dex… Why didn’t you clarify things today? When you didn’t answer the phone, were you out hunting for her father’s whereabouts?”

Earlier that day, Dexter had received news that someone had sighted Paul. Yet, upon his arrival, the informant had changed his story, claiming it was a misunderstanding.

to miss the subtle machinations at play. Swiftly withdrawing, he ordered his

escalating violence that

in his place and quickly informed Dexter. He promptly organized a teain to locate Josie, only

Wyatt’s information seemed intertwined with Arnold’s

of events led to their unexpected

both gauging each other’s trustworthiness.

buy it,” Dexter sighed, rubbing his temple.

me with you, she might not believe your explanation,”

tinged with self-mockery,

a thoughtful look from Dexter. “Don’t worry about

his uncase. It was clear

it that obvious?” Dexter’s lips curved into a wry smile,

shifted her stance, perching on his knee as she regarded him, an infatuated glint in her eyes. “Dex… Why do

her, “You’re my assistant.”

to many people, but I’m not

were almost on

eventually glanced downwards, and Leanne’s eyes gleamed

reach the Olsen Residence

her flirtatious

implied meaning might have been clear.

on his leg was tender, brushing over his vulnerable