Chapter 450 Letting Go of the Past

When Dexter returned to the table, Josie lifted her head from her arms and stared drowsily into his eyes.

His lashes were dark and long, and he bore an air of calmness.

They looked into each other’s eyes, and Josie felt a wave of love and understanding wash over her. She knew Dexter understood her, and she felt safe and loved by her husband.

After a long while, Dexter held her up by her arms. “Let’s go home,” he uttered.

Josie leaned on the wall filled with old vintage murals with her arms folded. She stared warmly towards Dexter, who was holding Owen’s arms, sending him back home.

From where Josie stood, she noticed Dexter placing a card into Owen’s pocket.

The two of them knew each other’s boundaries, and they respected those boundaries. Hence, they showed their care in small, subtle ways.

Owen held Dexter’s hands and stared knowingly at him with a mischievous smile. Josie, standing behind them, was oblivious to their exchange.

“I saw everything.”

“What did you see?” Dexter asked.

“I saw you exchanged your cards to let her win.”

the cards in his hands and how his lips curled into a warm and genuine smile when he saw her jump in delight at her

his words, the corner of Dexter’s lips lifted into

happy

hands and patted them. “Your mother came here

Dexter fell silent.

a good kid, and you helped her when she needed it. Dex, have you forgiven

gritted teeth. “I might be a

of

understand her. She might have things she

me,” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand as

and glanced at

relationship

the cousin of

young.

he’s called Uncle Owen…he’s Xanthe’s

him because he had

Uncle Owen also left as

here because you’ve let

gripped her hands and smiled warmly,

point holding a grudge against someone innocent.” He lifted his head and looked at the sky. “Everyone has to let go of

I would be in a place like this with you, getting my body tattooed,

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