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.

Swiftly withdrawing, he ordered his bodyguards to

was precisely due to the escalating violence that he couldn’t answer the call.

quickly informed Dexter. He promptly organized a teain to locate Josie, only to find that she had

Wyatt’s information seemed intertwined with Arnold’s as well.

sequence of events led to their unexpected

Dexter and Josie were both gauging each

Dexter sighed,

she might

analyzed perceptively, her chuckle tinged with self-mockery,

words, prompting a thoughtful look from

his uncase. It was clear that Josie’s defiance had

Dexter’s lips curved into a wry smile, his fingers fidgeting with the rosary

knee as she regarded him, an infatuated glint in her eyes. “Dex… Why do you keep me

at her, “You’re

not interested in being just another assistant for

were almost on the

and Leanne’s eyes gleamed brightly in the dim light.

for caution, our driver won’t speed. It’ll take us about an hour to reach

her

someone else, her implied meaning might have

tender, brushing