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.

uttered, mustering her courage to reach out and grasp his hand, attempting to

her brow, Josie gauged his reaction and inquired, “Do I need to

heart, knowing just the right words to say. Josie noticed the softening of his expression and said, “Unlike you,

eyebrow, unconvinced, “Such

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

cause.

her gaze, Dexter leaned back slightly and whispered, “Do I need to

for her response, 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

to anyone with keen observation that Dexter had a soft spot for Josie. He disregarded the dangers of speeding on the road. He compromised his usual standards

place, all for

concern for Josie seemed even more significant. So, who held the key to his heart? In this world, a conclusion or absolute

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