His eyes were dark and sharp, like a blade. “You’ve done things like this more than a few times.”

Josie was speechless. What she did on the day of Heather’s art exhibition was indeed unexpected.

“I’m not that petty. Marry whoever you want. What does it matter to me?” Her voice was soft, filled with discontent.

Upon hearing this, Dexter felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. In the past, she would have definitely made a big fuss about it, but now it seemed like she cared less and less.

“Then stay here.”

Josie frowned. “Does that mean once the fifteenth is over, you’ll let me go, and I can go wherever I want?”

A hint of subtle panic flashed in Dexter’s eyes, but it quickly vanished. “Yes.”

“What about going abroad?”

“Don’t you dare!” he blurted out.

Josie laughed. She approached again, kneeling on the sofa, leaning in close to him. “Why did you panic?”

turned away

palm. “But you’re getting married. Are you going to keep me as your mistress

seemingly ruthless demeanor, there was

he wouldn’t have risked his life to save

assets,

with a

I naturally can’t let you leave the

slight hope in Josie’s heart vanished.

Dexter’s heart sink. He furrowed his brow and instinctively reached out

ex-wife, it’s only right to help out my ex-husband.” Josie smiled, her tone

smile,

Ask Moses to deliver my computer

that

Dexter squinted. “There are computers

I only use

one I just bought. Be

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