Blind Date Turned Proposal

Chapter 721 Fancy Becoming Mrs Carter? 

Dexter reclined slowly as if sighing. “You’re correct. He does care about you a lot.”

The rain painted streaks on the car windows, the outside lights gleamed in the darkness, and an older mant with a crutch stood patiently at the doorstep.

“Otherwise, he wouldn’t be waiting specifically for you on a raining night like this.”

Moses stepped out of the car with an umbrella, opening the door for her. “Ms. Olsen, we’ve reached your home.”

At that moment, Leanne realized they had arrived at the Olsen Residence.

Josie tried to stand up, but her knees wavered, and she stumbled into Dexter’s arms. The sight of them embracing caught Mark’s attention.

Dexter lifted his gaze slightly, his tone carrying more weight, “You better go in now. Your father must be very worried about you.”“

The car pulled away swiftly, unfazed by the pouring rain.

“Mr. Russell, where to now?” Moses inquired.

Dexter again secured his rosary around his wrist, “Back to Mason Garden.“

Half an hour later, they arrived at Mason Garden.

The main bedroom’s light was illuminated.

The rain had dampened the cuffs of Dexter’s clothes. He pushed open the door and entered, spotting the woman who had just emerged from the bath.

second, she seized a cushion from the

with the cushion, she grabbed a table lamp and launched

his demeanor was calm and relaxed.

slumped onto the couch, breathing heavily. Then, he bent down, retrieving the table lamp and setting it back in

“Feeling better now?”

away, Josie refused to engage with him.

to listen now?”

bedroom,

Took Arnold’s wine and slept with him. I haven’t even brought

her to

didn’t sleep with anyone! Stop making baseless accusations.”

his gaze on her softening,

for a moment.” Josie changed her phrasing. realizing that playing innocent wouldn’t work.

him privately?” Dexter took a deep drag from

of

couldn’t locate your father, what makes you think you

Dexter’s part but a fundamental

was a step ahead.

hospitalized. If I

dry chuckle. “I can’t blame you

mixture

Dexter lifted his hand, brushing away the raindrops that fell onto his hand from her hair.

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