Chapter 253 Didn’t You Say You’re Hungry?

Josie found herself enveloped in his arms, her head resting against his impeccably chiseled jawline. His warm breath encircled her, offering comfort in this foreign place.

Dexter’s embrace radiated a sense of authority, as if silently assuring her he would be her protector. She need not worry about anything.

The pantry was stocked with an array of food. Josie nibbled on her lip as she contemplated her options.

“How about Bolognese meatballs?” As she was tiptoeing to fetch something from the shelves, she proposed while setting a can of Bolognese sauce on the pristine white marble countertop.

Dexter grabbed a few more ingredients, ran them under the water, and mischievously tapped her bosom. “Alright, you can go now. I’ll be finished soon.”

Uh, this guy…

Josie glared at him, her cheeks flushed with annoyance and abashment.

He winked and teased. “Wait for me.”

Amused by his cheeky response, Josie muttered, “Rascal!”

kitchen and noticed the

“Mhm.”

“Mind if I

good even in the typically awkward ID photos.

and saw Dexter cuttin at ease as

stood in the kitchen,

it was a rare occurrence, he had cooked for her

family or servants discovered that the young master was cooking for her, would they

with conflicted emotions, and she approached him, skillfully cracking

and playfully fed her a taste of the

taste. She casually digressed, “What

family is quite traditional. He had minimal interaction

sheltered in an ivory

could be so strict and rigid with their sons. Unable to contain her impression, she blurted out, “Gosh. How backward and

Dexter smirked, lightly tapping her delicate nose. “You’re so

lips, he paused for

the intense and desperate flicker in the man’s eyes. She was distracted by the pot of Bolognese sauce left on the countertop. Quietly, she reached

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