The sound of water droplets hitting her hair woke Josie from her slumber. As she regained her senses, she spoke, “Dexter, you have a fiancée.”

“Yeah,” he responded calmly, seemingly unfazed. “I’ve told you before; you are mine for life.”

Josie looked up, observing the movement of his Adam’s apple on his neck. She was about to retort when Dexter released her. He took her hand and led her back to the master bedroom.

“What are you doing?” Josie exclaimed in disbelief.

“Sleep with me.”

“You’ve gone mad!”

“I won’t touch you.”

Perhaps due to exhaustion, Dexter’s voice was hoarse. “Sleep with me, Josie. I won’t check what you just sent.”

That sentence struck a chord with Josie, leaving her motionless.

So, in the end, the two lay on their sides, with Dexter holding her from behind, making no inappropriate moves.

Josie could hear his slow and steady breathing. The recent stress must have taken a toll on him, as he was truly exhausted.

he suddenly asked, “Why did you

heart skipped a

it back

the day you exposed

one instance made him unable

“That’s just a coincidence.”

grip around her waist, not indicating whether he

the weather unusually cold. Dexter held her especially tight, and it took a long time for Josie to fall asleep. When she woke up the next day,

side reminded her that last

over and found a pair of cotton slippers

from

apparently tailors, were there

still dealing with business

difficult position. “Mr. Russell, Ms. Olsen specifically instructed us

glanced at him.

“If you don’t try, I’m afraid we can’t report back

and hung up before saying, “Aren’t you afraid you won’t

he was about to get down on his

in her cotton

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