Chapter 562 We Would Still Have Kids

Dexter reached out to grab it, but she skillfully dodged, smirking at him. His elongated frame seemed out of place.

That shirt he wore was worth a fortune.

Dexter’s face looked pallid from his illness, yet he still exuded a captivating aura.

“You are ill. You can’t drink or cat skewers. You can only watch me eat,” Josie said curtly.

“I am not going to eat. Dexter replied, unfazed by her reluctance.

“I’ve made soup.”

“No time for that. You’re leaving in a bit.

Josie pondered and agreed with his statement.

by sip. She scowled at the bitter taste, but it left a lingering sweetness as an aftertaste. Despite the alluring aroma and steam rising from

delicate woman fearlessly devoured the skewers and gulped down

was a sight he rarely witnessed from

embraced the role of a composed and

Josie,

bitter pang surged through him. He fumbled in search of a cigarette, only to realize he had

asked cautiously, “Was what you said true? Will you

don’t you ask me why I was in the

you had gone to Rivodia. My team searched for extensively but couldn’t find you. So,

inkling that

you there

his immense frustration

“I was in the

could

months there, observing strict vegetarianism and reciting scriptures, mourning our first child’s

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