The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Chapter 551 Do You Really Like Arnold?

Josie was increasingly frustrated with Dexter. She felt bad that he had been injured because of her, but she didn’t want to be entangled with him anymore.

However, there was no one else to take care of him. Andy had too much on his plate, so Josie was the only one who could do that. The doctor had given her instructions on what to do, and she just needed to follow them.

Dexter had a quick temper, but Josie knew he was more patient now. Occasionally, she could feel that he looked at her with a hint of concern and hesitation.

He didn’t want her to exhaust herself from taking care of him.

Josie wasn’t naive. She knew that Dexter was trying to make amends with her. She also suspected it was because he felt remorseful about what had happened.

She sneered at him, “You booked this room for half a year? Are you not going to care about the Russell Group anymore?”

Dexter tapped on the computer before him. “I do care, but I also have to care for you.”

Josie’s lips curled into a playful smirk. “I’ll still leave after you get better.”

“I’ve changed the passcode.”

out from here

she was feeling desperate. His reckless demeanor must have rubbed

startled by the sudden change of attitude. She had only meant it as a joke, but Dexter’s

for his wound, hoping to change the subject. “It’s time

lean but muscular body. Every line on his body was like it had been chiseled by a master sculptor. Even in Josie’s eyes, he was

he lay face down on the

across his spine, applying the ointment with gentle pressure. The cool ointment left a

in pain, his face contorting

deep and raspy, making Josie’s

was suddenly filled with heavy tension, the air

never forget how he had touched her, the memory of his touch lingering on

commented suddenly. “This is nothing

endured because of me.”

went wide with surprise. She

after dressing his wound, but her relief was short-lived when he suddenly pulled her by the wrist, and she fell onto

face. Josie’s eyes widened in alarm, and she tried

forcefully, trying to break away from his grasp. He leaned back, the lines on his

her frustration clear in her voice. “Dexter, what are you trying to do?” she asked, the