Chapter 450 Letting Go of the Past

When Dexter returned to the table, Josie lifted her head from her arms and stared drowsily into his eyes.

His lashes were dark and long, and he bore an air of calmness.

They looked into each other’s eyes, and Josie felt a wave of love and understanding wash over her. She knew Dexter understood her, and she felt safe and loved by her husband.

After a long while, Dexter held her up by her arms. “Let’s go home,” he uttered.

Josie leaned on the wall filled with old vintage murals with her arms folded. She stared warmly towards Dexter, who was holding Owen’s arms, sending him back home.

From where Josie stood, she noticed Dexter placing a card into Owen’s pocket.

The two of them knew each other’s boundaries, and they respected those boundaries. Hence, they showed their care in small, subtle ways.

Owen held Dexter’s hands and stared knowingly at him with a mischievous smile. Josie, standing behind them, was oblivious to their exchange.

“I saw everything.”

“What did you see?” Dexter asked.

your cards

lips curled into a warm and

corner of

wife. I’ll be happy as

them. “Your mother

Dexter fell silent.

and you helped her when she

good kid?” He repeated the words through his gritted teeth. “I might

Go of the

She might have

me,” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand as they reached the tattoo parlor. He turned and walked away, leaving Owen standing

left the alley, Josie turned around and glanced at

your relationship with

butler. He’s the cousin of Xanthe, and he

young.

reason he’s called Uncle Owen…he’s Xanthe’s

him because he had a

left, Uncle Owen also left as

you brought me here because you’ve let the past

hands and smiled warmly, agreeing

grudge against someone innocent.” He lifted his head and looked at

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