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.

sip 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 the sizzling skewers, Dexter refrained from taking

the delicate woman fearlessly devoured the skewers and gulped

sight he rarely

shed her carefree spirit and embraced the role of

gaze lingered on Josie, enraptured by her

in search of a

Will you allow me to assist you in your

and replied, “Why don’t you ask me

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

an inkling that

you there

her presence in Rivodia, she could only imagine his immense frustration after an exhaustive yet futile

was in

struck Dexter. He could never have guessed that Josie

there, observing strict vegetarianism and

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