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.”

and how his lips curled into

corner of

be happy as long as she’s

his hands and patted them. “Your mother came

Dexter fell silent.

said you’re a good kid, and you helped her when

teeth. “I might be a good kid, but

of

try to understand her. She

me,” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand as they reached the tattoo parlor. He turned and walked away, leaving

left the alley, Josie turned around and glanced at the sign, trying to remember the name

your relationship

our butler. He’s the cousin of

young.

reason he’s called

him because

Uncle Owen also left as he didn’t know how to face

here because you’ve

hands and

and

would be in a place like this with you, getting my body tattooed, playing card games, and

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