That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

Chapter 253

Chapter 253 Didn’t You Say You’re Hungry?

Josie found herself enveloped in his arms, her head resting against his impeccably chiseled jawline. His warm breath encircled her, offering comfort in this foreign place.

Dexter’s embrace radiated a sense of authority, as if silently assuring her he would be her protector. She need not worry about anything.

The pantry was stocked with an array of food. Josie nibbled on her lip as she contemplated her options.

“How about Bolognese meatballs?” As she was tiptoeing to fetch something from the shelves, she proposed while setting a can of Bolognese sauce on the pristine white marble countertop.

Dexter grabbed a few more ingredients, ran them under the water, and mischievously tapped her bosom. “Alright, you can go now. I’ll be finished soon.”

Uh, this guy…

Josie glared at him, her cheeks flushed with annoyance and abashment.

He winked and teased. “Wait for me.”

his cheeky response, Josie muttered,

the kitchen and noticed

“Mhm.”

table. She asked, “Mind if I

attached. The Russell family certainly had good genes; they managed to look good even in the typically awkward ID photos. Josie placed it back on the table as there wasn’t much informative content in the

Dexter cuttin at ease as if

tall man stood in the

Dexter had always been skilled in cooking. Although it was a rare occurrence, he had cooked for her multiple times in

back at Russell family estate… If his family or servants discovered that the young master was cooking

eyes flickered with conflicted emotions, and she approached him, skillfully cracking an

and playfully fed her a taste of the bolognese sauce, asking. “Want to lend a

enjoyed the sweet and savory taste. She casually digressed,

her another spoonful, replying, “Perhaps not. Our family is quite traditional. He had minimal interaction with the outside world before

Wyatt had been sheltered in an ivory

couldn’t fathom how the Russell family could be so strict and rigid with their sons.

smirked, lightly tapping her delicate

along her lips, he paused for a

red color inviting him to taste it, and her lips… Josie was unaware of the intense and desperate flicker in the man’s eyes. She was distracted by the pot of Bolognese sauce

the act! Josie’s wrist was swiftly seized against her

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