The sound of water droplets hitting her hair woke Josie from her slumber. As she regained her senses, she spoke, “Dexter, you have a fiancée.”

“Yeah,” he responded calmly, seemingly unfazed. “I’ve told you before; you are mine for life.”

Josie looked up, observing the movement of his Adam’s apple on his neck. She was about to retort when Dexter released her. He took her hand and led her back to the master bedroom.

“What are you doing?” Josie exclaimed in disbelief.

“Sleep with me.”

“You’ve gone mad!”

“I won’t touch you.”

Perhaps due to exhaustion, Dexter’s voice was hoarse. “Sleep with me, Josie. I won’t check what you just sent.”

That sentence struck a chord with Josie, leaving her motionless.

So, in the end, the two lay on their sides, with Dexter holding her from behind, making no inappropriate moves.

Josie could hear his slow and steady breathing. The recent stress must have taken a toll on him, as he was truly exhausted.

fallen asleep, he suddenly asked,

skipped a

explained it back

tone was ambiguous. “On the day you exposed Leanne’s plagiarism, you were

one instance made him unable

“That’s just a coincidence.”

not indicating whether

held her especially tight, and it took a long time for Josie to fall asleep. When she woke up

her side reminded

a pair of cotton slippers that had

room, Josie looked down from the

people, apparently tailors, were there with

still dealing with business

in a difficult position. “Mr. Russell, Ms. Olsen specifically instructed us to see you wear the suits. Please pick two for the

at him.

was sweating profusely. “If you don’t try, I’m afraid we can’t report back to

up before saying, “Aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to satisfy

was about to

her gaze, silently descending the stairs in her

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