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!”

the kitchen and noticed the

“Mhm.”

asked, “Mind if I

genes; they managed to look good even in the typically awkward ID photos. Josie placed it back on the table

Dexter cuttin

The tall man stood

skilled in cooking. Although it was a rare occurrence,

If his family or servants discovered that the young master was

eyes flickered with conflicted emotions, and she approached him, skillfully cracking

fed her a taste of

enjoyed the sweet and savory taste. She casually digressed, “What about

arched an eyebrow and fed her another spoonful, replying, “Perhaps not. Our family

had been sheltered in an ivory tower, utterly oblivious

how the Russell family could be so strict and rigid with their sons. Unable to contain her impression, she

Dexter smirked, lightly tapping her delicate

finger along her lips, he paused for a

unaware of the intense and desperate flicker in the man’s eyes. She

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