Chapter 192 Two Lives, Different Destinies
Josie gently brushed her hair. Dexter swiftly glided in front of her, leaning in with a faint smile and teased, “Now, you realize how embarrassing this is.”
Silence. Grandpa struck Dexter and glared at him menacingly. “Get out now!” Grandpa growled.
Josie couldn’t help but burst into a sudden fit of laughter but quickly turned to a grimace as she took a sip of her scalding hot drink. She immediately felt the burning sensation spread throughout her mouth and promptly covered her lips with her hand, hoping to alleviate the pain.
Dexter shot her another intense glare.
As she soaked in the warm bath, she felt peaceful and calm. All the outside world’s noise faded away, and she became aware of Dexter’s presence. The warmth of his palm, the tenderness of his voice, and the compassion in his eyes made her feel at ease.
Engulfed by the misty warmth, she shut her tired eyes.
She found solace in the soothing steam.
Josie was surprised to see Dexter standing outside with a worried look on his face while she was still in her towel. He gestured towards her with a pair of scissors, saying, “Let me help fix this for you.”
Dexter became slightly annoyed when Josie hesitated, but she eventually declined his offer to help.
He had genuinely intended to cut her hair.
Josie found herself at a loss for words, feeling confined by the frigid and stagnant atmosphere.
He cupped her ears and said hoarsely, “Stay still!”
She froze, only to find her voice after what seemed like an eternity. “Thank you for today. I’ll make it up for the losses,” she muttered.
“How on earth do you plan to do that?” he scoffed.
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ind out from Ivy tomorrow how much those two damaged car
Silence ensued.
“I understand that your financial situation may be constrained, so I guess this little setback won’t make much of a difference to you.”
Josie was speechless.
Exasperated with his constant belittling, she raised her head high and spoke with unwavering conviction, “Allow me to make myself abundantly clear. I am me, and you are you. We are not the same.”
Dexter’s face stiffened, and he continued to mock her. “And what can you do, Josie? Can you honestly say you can bear the losses? The car accidents were my fault, after all. Where’s your beloved husband? Did he leave you here to deal with the damages? Is this a joke?”
Josie was dumbfounded.
Wait, did he say husband?
Josie remained unfazed by his relentless criticism. Suddenly, she felt a gentle hug from behind, and her back tingled with warmth.
As night crept in, the room was shrouded in darkness.
Josie’s voice croaked as her eyes looked away, “Hey, we’re still in the middle of a fight.”
“Why did you come to me when things went wrong today?”
Josie arched her back, but she struggled to find words. Her eyes wandered, and she couldn’t help but wonder why she had reached out to him.
Was it because it was his car?
No wait.
He pulled her in closer.
Seeing Josie standing alone out there made him feel a deep desire to protect her from the world’s harshness.
As he reflected on his recent behavior towards her, he began to feel a sense of remorse.
“Because you were the only person I could think of.”
Dexter scoffed, “What about Arnold?”
Josie was slightly exasperated and replied firmly, “I’ve already told you nothing is going
between me and Arnold. I don’t even like him. Wait – did he tell you that he likes me?”
Dexter said calmly, “He has made it known on multiple occasions that he wishes you to be his assistant.”
Josie chuckled, “Why do you think he would like me then?”
