Blind Date Turned Proposal

“Truthfully, Dexter, I don’t mind you protecting her because of her identity. I can understand that you’re bound to Liana by life and death. But putting that aside, you haven’t truly fallen in love with her, have you?”

Josie had contemplated multiple times whether to reveal her true identity to Dexter. She wanted to see his reaction at that moment, yet she also feared it because she didn’t know who she could trust to that very day.

There was still a red mark on her face. The stubborn look in her eyes as she stared at him. then had Dexter’s brows crease even deeper.

His silence almost plunged Josie’s heart into a chaotic mess. No matter how much he had. tormented her during this time, she knew that hidden within was a sense of possessiveness, and the source of it was love. However, that was no longer certain then.

“Owing someone can generate sympathy and even love.” Josie enunciated, almost in despair.

“You’re overthinking things.” Dexter’s hand that held the umbrella was getting sore, so he switched to his other hand.

“Then, do you say you’ve got no pity for her and only used her?” she shrieked in the rain.

“Josie!” Dexter raised his voice with a frown, his tone icy. “What about you? How do about Morgan, this so-called first love of yours? Has he made you relive your past memories?”

Upon hearing that, Josie immediately pushed him away. Like an angry little cub, she spun on her heel and stalked away.

umbrella, grabbing her wrist. “Why, did I hit a nerve, and you’re now too

of Liana’s birthday, he saw her nestled in Morgan’s arms with a relaxed expression in

and it was simply impossible to remove.

of utter exasperation. “Dexter, we’re already divorced. Don’t be

hypocritical,” Dexter increased the force of his grip. Suddenly, he waved his hand and

in no time. Josie pushed against him with both hands in

alley, they were both trapped in the rain, trying to salvage

arms, kissing her fervently. His breathing grew increasingly

her palms bright red. But gradually, her body went limp

just then, his phone

phone, and no one would call him on it unless it

pinned his hand down. “Don’t answer

of them moved slightly apart. Dexter’s voice was hoarse as he leaned

forty-five seconds before disconnecting, only to