Chapter 562 We Would Still Have Kids

Dexter reached out to grab it, but she skillfully dodged, smirking at him. His elongated frame seemed out of place.

That shirt he wore was worth a fortune.

Dexter’s face looked pallid from his illness, yet he still exuded a captivating aura.

“You are ill. You can’t drink or cat skewers. You can only watch me eat,” Josie said curtly.

“I am not going to eat. Dexter replied, unfazed by her reluctance.

“I’ve made soup.”

“No time for that. You’re leaving in a bit.

agreed with his

drank from the soda can, sip by sip. She scowled at the bitter taste, but it left a lingering sweetness as an aftertaste. Despite the alluring aroma and steam rising from the

watched as the delicate woman fearlessly devoured the skewers and gulped down

was a sight he rarely witnessed from

married, she shed her carefree spirit and embraced the role of a composed and

billowing smoke, his gaze lingered on Josie, enraptured by her reveling

bitter pang surged through him. He fumbled in search of a cigarette, only to realize

said true? Will

you

was told that you had gone to Rivodia. My team searched for extensively

inkling that

you there

discovered her presence in Rivodia, she could only imagine his immense frustration after an exhaustive yet futile search. He

and nodded, “I was in the church in

sudden realization struck Dexter. He could never have

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