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?”

away

me go, right?” Josie teased, cradling his cheek in her palm. “But you’re getting married. Are you going to keep me

Dexter’s seemingly ruthless demeanor, there was

he wouldn’t have risked his life

assets, right?” he

responded with a

those resources in your hands, I naturally can’t let

hope in Josie’s heart vanished. Her eyes

self-deprecating expression made a part of Dexter’s heart sink. He furrowed his brow and instinctively reached out for her, but Josie had turned

as an ex-wife, it’s only right to help out

guard by her smile, Dexter

still need to draw. Ask Moses to deliver my computer

simple condition that wouldn’t require much effort to

squinted. “There are computers

different. I only

signaled for Moses to come in. Josie emphasized, “It’s black, the one I just bought. Be careful not to break it when

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