The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Chapter 447 Thorns

Josie felt her heart swell at his words, but she couldn’t help but find fault with him. “Are you saying that I look ugly with this scar?”

Dexter froze, his eyes narrowing as he looked at her. “If you don’t want to suffer more pain, stop saying nonsense,” he warned, his voice cold and threatening.

Josie had no intention of stopping there. “Liana never had a scar before, right? Why are you going to such an extent for me?” she asked, her eyes challenging him.

Dexter kept silent, his jaw clenched. He was not going to give her the satisfaction of answering her question. Josie felt bored talking to herself.

She could feel the needle pricking her skin and bit her lip to keep herself from crying out in pain. She looked down at the bedsheets and noticed her hands were clenching the fabric tightly.

“Let go,” Dexter said, his voice sharp.

Her fingers were red, almost bruising from holding on too tightly.

“It hurts!” Josie cried out, her voice filled with pain.

Dexter threw a sponge at her. “Hold this,” he demanded.

She did not expect Dexter to show consideration for her situation, and she was surprised by his sudden act of kindness.

“Why do you know how to tattoo?” she inquired.

learned it a few years

what he was tattooing on her. “I want a nice tattoo,” she started mumbling, her voice increasingly agitated. “Do you even know how to draw? Are you

her anxious questioning,

soon as the needle touched her skin, leaving a satisfactory visual contrast between the deep red

and down as he swallowed hard. He wanted to torment and make

heard that a tattoo had to be something meaningful so that you can remember it

said. After a pause, she continued. “Dexter, do you want me to remember this

Her face was all

briefly, he said, “I didn’t marry you because

stared at him, unsure of

at the start. It had already been twenty years since I last saw Leanne. No matter how close we were when we were young,

her doubts like a warm wave, banishing them from her

to work

you, I feel every other emotion

me?” his eyes met hers warmly

chest as she stared at

and chiseled as if they had been carved from stone. His dark, profound eyes

pain from the piercing of the needle, he

could see the peach fuzz on his

that moment,