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

Chapter 558 Tell Him Everything

Quitting smoking had been a challenging journey, but in her presence, the cravings diminished. She became the replacement for his addiction.

Josie remained in a squatting position, her voice filled with anguish. “Dexter, you always do this. Why do you always believe you’re right? Is my opinion less important? Throughout, I’ve felt like nothing more than an accessory to you.”

Dexter’s gaze softened as he looked at her.

He listened attentively, patiently considering her words. “Like I mentioned earlier, within six months, can rise to the top of this industry. I won’t allow others to perceive you merely as an accessory to me. Isn’t that a good thing?”

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“No, it’s not!” Josie’s voice echoed, her hair dancing in the wind. “It’s not fulfilling to achieve success without putting in my effort and relying on you to pave the way for me.”

Dexter chuckled, “You do have quite the pride.”

“As a businessman, you prioritize profit and seizing opportunities without considering the emotions of others. I can’t be as ruthless as you,” Josie explained, her voice tinged with frustration.

closer, gently pinching Josie’s chin. “Do you know, I used to be just like you? But ever since I embarked on this path, all

found herself locked in a gaze

emotions. Besides you, I have no feelings for anyone. I haven’t made a move on Arnold yet because of you. It’s best not to provoke me. Jo,” he warned, his voice carrying

a nerve within Josie, and she realized he

struggled to maintain her balance. She took a few unsteady steps before being caught by Dexter’s firm grasp. His cold smile sent shivers down her spine as he spoke in

with her eyebrows pinched together, she yelled indignantly, “You’re threatening

Dexter replied, his tone surprisingly gentle as he pressed his fingertip against

willing to engage with

place, a tinge of

he saw her, he let out a sigh and

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dining table, Josie kept her head down, her mind burdened with the events of the past two months. Finally, she gathered the courage to speak,

filled with understanding. “You don’t have to explain. It’s your life, and you have every right to make

her eyes locked with Paul’s, and a sense of relief washed over her. She smiled