After carefully securing the final layer of gauze, Morgan asked casually, “Since I let you go back then, shouldn’t you tell me how these past two years have been for you?”

Josie averted her gaze. “I have a daughter now.”

Morgan’s expression darkened slightly.

An hour later, Morgan finally met the daughter Josie had mentioned.

The little girl was sitting on the carpet, playing with blocks. Her eyebrows and eyes resembled Josie’s.

So, it wasn’t a lie.

“What’s her name?”

“You can call her Grape. She’s one and a half years old now. Please make yourself comfortable. I’m going to change my clothes,” Josie said. The information she had received today had left her emotionally drained. Returning to Dexter’s residence, she felt suffocated.

When she emerged again, Morgan was already sitting on the carpet, thoroughly enjoying his conversation with Grape. He had always been charming, and coaxing a child came naturally to him.

Josie stood on the stairs and could see the forced smile on his face. He used to be so lively and spirited, but he looked weary at that moment.

good at building blocks too!”

sound of a car. It was the same car Dexter had

she could see his hurried figure, with Larry trailing

“Josie!”

Dexter stepped through the door, he called out to her, a hint of joy sparkling

where Morgan had taken her, but with Grape here, he

And he was right.

stairs and stood opposite him. She remained calm as

her injury and furrowed his brows immediately. However, his gaze quickly shifted from her to Morgan, who was not far away. He raised an eyebrow slightly. “So

“It seems you’re not pleased with my visit, Mr.

her to disregard Dexter’s feelings

in his eyes. “Grape, have

Bastille,” Grape said in her sweet

a deep breath, not wanting to beat around the bush. “Morgan saved me and brought me back. Inviting him

it’s not too much. Stay for dinner too, Dexter said calmly. “I’ll instruct the housekeeper

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