Chapter 437 He Will Receive the Punishment He Deserves
Given the current situation, it was apparent that Dexter was proving something at the cost of his future and even his life.
“Mark my words. This woman is my life!”
The man was directly messing with Dexter by laying a finger on Josie. This score could never be settled!
Intense fear washed over Norman. At the same time, his eyes were filled with fury, swearing to make Dexter pay for his impulsiveness.
Moses supported Josie as they left the villa and got into the car. She didn’t resist, knowing she couldn’t walk out on her own, given her current state.
Under the night sky full of twinkling stars, Dexter’s secretary handed Josie a cup of warm water. “Please have some water, Mrs. Russell.”
Josie inhaled deeply and felt her body warm up after drinking the water. “How did Dexter know I’m here?”
She thought the news shouldn’t have reached Dexter in such a short time, yet he arrived in
time.
“After the clock was successfully auctioned off, I was informed that you hadn’t returned. I casually inquired and was told that someone saw you leaving with Ms. Shaw.”
Josie nodded as a gesture of her appreciation for the secretary’s attentiveness. “I owe you big time.”
“Don’t mention it. By the way, Mr. Russell was enraged.” The secretary added.
Josie tightened her grip on the cup. From how Dexter came in a hurry with a menacing aura, she could tell he was furious. Suddenly, something came to her mind, and a smile crept onto her face.
Moses stood beside the car and said, “He asked you to wait for him.”
The wait seemed to last forever.
Josie sat alone in the warm car. She embraced herself and rubbed her palm against her arms, still feeling cold.
She snuffled and forcefully suppressed her aggrievance. She agonized at the thought of her helplessness a while ago. It had been a long time since she felt this way.
When she lifted her head, she saw Dexter walking out against the backlight, emanating the same hostile air.
He stopped outside and spoke briefly to Moses. Then, Moses and his secretary left.
When Dexter got into the car, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Josie’s heart tightened.
Dexter silently lowered his body and retrieved a first-aid kit from inside the car. He swiftly took out a cotton swab and alcohol and uttered in an unpleasant tone, “Give me your hand.”
He was still angry. Josie’s hand trembled, but she didn’t reach it out. Neither did she lift her eyes to look at Dexter.
Dexter growled fiercely, “Give me your hand or sit here the whole night!”
There was a long gash on Josie’s hand, which she didn’t know when it was caused. The wound was still bleeding. Finally, she extended her hand with her eyes downcast, and only then did Dexter’s anger subside slightly.
Her hand was still trembling as she had yet to recover from the fright. Dexter couldn’t put her hand still, no matter how hard he tried. Feeling his heart wrenched, he gently dressed her wound.
“Fret not. He’ll receive the punishment he deserves. Similar incidents won’t happen again.” Dexter croaked.
Josie fell silent. Moments later, she blurted, “Eileen brought me here.”
Dexter gently applied a bandage on her wound and hummed, “I know. We’re still investigating.”
“Her reputation was affected recently, and that has to do with me. I don’t wish to implicate her, so please don’t make a fuss. We won’t have further interactions in the future.”
Dexter stopped his action and stared at Josie. “Do you know how you might end up if I came later?”
His exasperation arose again.
“I know. But you came, didn’t you?” Tears welled up in Josie’s eyes as she gazed at Dexter with hope for the first time. “As long as you’re here, I’ll be fine.”
