Chapter 343 Deceitful Woman

Dexter momentarily stepped away to answer a phone call. Meanwhile, Josie closed her eyes, overwhelmed by sadness. His words had shattered her illusions When she woke again, it was already dawn, and Dexter was nowhere to be found. She rubbed her eyes, never liking to be left alone in such a situation, but she understood that he wouldn’t spend the night in a place like this

After freshening up, she turned on the television and stumbled upon a reality show. It reminded her that she had to go to work that day. She packed her things and prepared to leave To her surprise, she noticed a figure outside the room. At the same time, Dexter entered the empty room, placing a packed meal box on the table. He called out. Josie?”

There was no response.

Standing in the center of the room, Dexter felt an inexplicable loneliness akin to an abandoned child. Josie, hiding behind the windowsill, furrowed her brow, struggling to reconcile this side of Dexter with her perception of him.

Realizing his demeanor was turning cold before he turned away, Josie quickly revealed herself and declared. “I’m here; I haven’t left yet.”

Dexter pivoted, casting his gaze upon her. The whirlwind of emotions that had flickered in his eyes a moment ago dissipated, replaced by an emotionless stare that sent shivers down her spine. Josie felt a surge of panic, fearing Dexter might lose control again, as he had the previous night.

I was just joking with you,” she uttered, mustering her courage to reach out

stoic, his face wearing a grave expression. Furrowing her brow, Josie gauged his reaction and inquired, “Do I need to keep apologizing for

knowing just the right

unconvinced, “Such a deceitful

television continued playing in the background as he reached out and pulled her into his embrace. Josie locked eyes with Dexter, his gaze unusually tender. She felt a weight settle in her heart, creating serendipity within her. For some reason, tears welled up in her

cause.

leaned back slightly and whispered, “Do I need

he sealed her lips and

and was growing impatient. Feeling curious, she went upstairs and was met with this awkward scene. Ivy caught her breath, silently retreated, and purposely cleared

Dexter had a soft spot for Josie. He disregarded the dangers of speeding on the road. He compromised his usual standards to spend the night

place, all for this seemingly ordinary

something puzzled Ivy. While Dexter cared for Summer, his concern for Josie seemed even more significant. So, who held the key to his heart? In this world, a conclusion or absolute rationality was not always

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