Chapter 181 And Back Again
Someone chimed in. “What were you thinking? Don’t you know Jesse is a famous celebrity and Dexter’s girlfriend? How did you dare to offend her?”
The question was accompanied by a facade of concern, as if the person genuinely cared about Josie’s uncertain future However, it was a veiled mockery, pretending to extend sympathy while secretly reveling in the spectacle.
Before Josie could react, the person had disappeared into the crowd.
Josie couldn’t help but flash a bitter smile in a secluded corner. She even felt a subtle sense of relief. Thank God nobody knew she was Mrs. Russell. Otherwise, the mocking onlookers would have caused an uproar.
Upon reaching the parking lot, Dexter immediately distanced himself from Jesse with a stoic face, “Go on your own. There will be someone there to take care of your hospitalization.”
Casting an indifferent glance at her scalded injury, he remarked disdainfully. “Doesn’t seem very badly scalded anyway.”
Considering the coffee had endured wind gusts and caused only a minor spill, how hot could it have been?
“Mr. Russell!”
Jesse was taken aback by his sudden cold and distant demeanor. Weren’t they just sharing a
tender moment?
Dexter felt disgusted to even talk to her, let alone hold her now, “Mind your words. You should know when to create a buzz for publicity and when to keep quiet!”
With that, he left without sparing her a glance.
Hastily, he retraced their path as if in a hurry.
Meanwhile, Ivy gave Jesse a meaningful glance and said, “We should go now, Ms. Abbott. Don’t delay your treatment.”
A mix of emotions swirled within her. Jesse felt beyond furious.
The working crew had dispersed at the filming site, yet Alice had not returned.
Josie had finished cleaning up the mess. As she stood up, she felt a twinge of pain in her waist
To her surprise, someone swiftly took the box from her as she turned around.
When Josie looked
- she saw a familiar man with the usual coldness on his face.
She faked a smile and sneered, “Wow, impressive. I see you already whisking your girlfriend away to the hospital, Mr. Russell?”
Dexter didn’t respond, casually placing the cardboard box in the corridor’s corner. With indifference, he remarked, “Someone will clean it up.”
Noticing Josie’s hesitance, he turned back and found her staring at him, “I don’t get it.”
Dexter stood before the backlight, and his expression masked.
Josie maintained a defensive stance, still holding a grudge against his previous actions.
While Dexter was approaching Josie, a sneer formed on her lips. “I spilled and scalded her with hot coffee. Why are you not at the hospital caring for her but here bothering me?”
Josie didn’t reserve her sharp retort and sarcasm.
With Dexter standing so close, his masculine aura surrounded Josie, prompting tension in her spine. Her instinct was to step back, but Dexter had firmly gripped her wrist.
He remarked, “Do you know you sounded like a jealous wife?”
His revelation dawned on Josie.
Angry and wanting to conceal her feelings, she quickly rolled her eyes and said dismissively, “How presumptuous of you.”
Dexter held her hand tightly and led her along, saying, “Let’s go
home.”
Without further discussion, he led her away. No room for objections.
“You should go to the hospital now.”
The man remained silent.
“What are you doing, Dexter? Let go of me!”
Silence, once again.
“I’m still waiting for my friend to come back!”
No response.
Giving up on her struggle, Josie choked when he mentioned Henry. ‘Did Grandpa call you? He’s at Mason Garden now.”
The news caught her off guard.
It wasn’t until they reached the ground floor that Josie realized she was looking disheveled, trying to match his long strides, “What does it have to do with me? I’m not going
back!”
Dexter abruptly stopped, his gaze darkening. “I dare you to say again!”
