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.

you exchanged your

and how his lips curled into a warm and genuine smile when he

corner of

my wife. I’ll be happy as long

“Your mother came

Dexter fell silent.

a good kid, and you helped her when she needed it. Dex,

gritted teeth. “I might be a good

of

to understand her. She might have things she couldn’t tell

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

they left the alley, Josie turned around and glanced at the sign, trying to

your relationship with

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

young.

called Uncle Owen…he’s

see him because he had

Xanthe left, Uncle Owen also left as he didn’t know how

you brought me here because you’ve let the

tightly gripped her hands and smiled warmly,

point holding a grudge against someone innocent.” He lifted his head and looked at the

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