Chapter 217 The Formidable Mrs Russell
“Allow me.”
The secretary opened the door. The private room was filled with suggestive music. Many people were there, but the man was eye-catching. He sat near the brown window with a cigarette in his hand. Josie didn’t know what he was thinking about. He looked out of place in this red-light district. A few big- bosomed women were close to him. One was trying to make him drink. He didn’t turn her down, but he wasn’t drinking.
Ivy stood at one side as she rolled her eyes at the women.
“Dexter!” Josie cried out, her voice piercing through the music.
Dexter looked toward the noise and was slightly surprised. “Why are you here?”
“Well done. I was lonely and waiting for you to come home, but you’re flirting with women here!” Josie played her part well. She approached him and stomped her feet, pushing those women aside. “Don’t you feel sorry for me?!”
Ivy looked at this scene in disbelief. She never thought Josie would come.
“You’ve misunderstood.” Dexter extinguished his cigarette and sat up straight. He saw her signaling gaze and smiled bitterly in exasperation.
“What have I misunderstood? They’re about to kiss you on the lips!”
“You said you would only let me kiss your lips for the rest of your life.”
She said everything in one breath with tears flickering, seeming utterly wronged.
The private room was instantly quiet. Everyone didn’t know what was going on. How does this woman dare to speak to Dexter in such a way? He doesn’t seem to be angry. He even looks slightly guilty,
The men in the room were startled, and no one said a word.
Josie continued to shake Dexter’s arm. “Sure enough. I can’t trust what a man says. Don’t you feel sorry for me, Dexter Russell?!”
Dexter grabbed her swinging hand and answered patiently, “You’ve really misunderstood. Today was just a gathering. I didn’t touch them.”
“Do you think I’ll believe you? I saw what they did just now!”
The man in the seat of honor saw that something was wrong because Josie had no sense of propriety and was acting headstrong. He sat up straight. “Mr. Russell, this is…”
Ivy wanted to say something but stopped. She was about to speak when Dexter rose up slightly. “My wife.”
Everyone was astonished. They never thought Dexter was married to a woman who could dominate him. She must be important to him.
“When did you get married, Mr. Russell?”
The Formidable Mrs Russell
“Not long ago. I haven’t made it public yet. I hope you can understand.”
Everyone understood.
Josie held Dexter’s arm and had a bright smile. “Everyone, Dexter is already married. Please invite him to fewer gatherings like this in the future. I have a bad temper.”
Dexter couldn’t turn his business partners down in such a situation, but his wife could. She was just the right person to play the bad guy.
“You’re so devoted, Mr. Russell. We will certainly act appropriately from henceforth.” They bowed slightly.
Josie reached out and picked up Dexter’s wineglass in front of him. She filled it with wine and raised it to toast everyone. “Here’s a toast as my apology.” She drank it in one shot, and the wine left on her lips was alluring.
Dexter stared at her lips while the light shone on her, and his gaze was deep.
They couldn’t be mad after what Josie did. The women quickly backed down, and Josie approached Dexter. She took a whiff of him, and her expression was nasty. “This stinks. Throw it away.”
Dexter looked down. He almost couldn’t conceal the smile on his face.
The group of people dispersed for the night. When they left, Josie immediately asked the secretary for her coat. “It’s so cold. I’m freezing!”
Dexter stood on the spot and was calm. “Weren’t you acting high and mighty like a peacock just now?”
