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

Chapter 560 Apology and Redemption

Josie’s voice sounded muffled and distant, yet Dexter managed to hear it. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, his body temperature almost scorching her skin.

His grip was strong despite his weakened state.

Feeling the pain from his firm grasp, Josie furrowed her brows as she stubbornly placed a pill by his lips and handed him water. But he didn’t open his mouth, causing the water to spill over.

Covered in sweat, Josie called, “Dexter, Dexter?”

The pill melted in Dexter’s mouth, its bitterness perhaps unnoticed amidst his condition.

Josie couldn’t do anything else but observe that he didn’t spit it out. Deciding to withhold the water, she silently resolved to let him endure the discomfort.

With that in mind, she gently laid him back down and prepared to leave. However, her wrist was firmly grasped, and she found herself pulled into Dexter’s embrace.

In a hoarse voice, he whispered into her ear, “Stay with me.”

The warm touch reached Josie’s skin through their clothes, causing her to furrow her brows in discomfort.

He remained with his eyes closed throughout, yet he relied on his senses alone to recognize her presence, tightening his grip even more.

breathlessly, “Stay with me and sleep for a

moye a muscle. She listened

found it difficult to find her own comfort from his powerful

her gaze, she found

his usual

slightly, his lips tightly pressed together as

Josie could see the hint of stubble on his chin, which would

she continued

sweat. After some time had passed, Josie touched him and found that his

his deep sleep, she got up and fetched a towel. She dampened it with water and wiped away the sweat

for him to wake up, she sat on the windowsill, and her attention was momentarily drawn to a folder placed next to his computer. The label on the folder

at the folder labeled with the name of

fingertips had instinctively opened the file. Inside, she found planning proposals for the studio, filled with densely packed words and

of pages, with his handwritten annotations

back at Dexter lying on the bed, her

Russell Group, who handled billion-dollar deals daily, had dedicated his precious. time and expertise to

Dexter had created over the years were always highly

lowered her gaze and couldn’t help but