Blind Date Turned Proposal by Mr. Adeel

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Author: Mr Adeel
Title: Blind Date Turned Proposal Ra Genre: Romance
Language: English Read Online Pages: Ongoing

On the day of the blind date, the man turned out to be fat, short, and greasy! What could she do but run? Josie Warren was about to escape when the man at the next table stopped her. Why was this man so familiar? He… he was her immediate superior, Dexter Russell, a rich tycoon worth millions! What he said next surprised her immensely. “Josie, what about marrying me?” Marriage? Had Dexter been crushing on her for years? Did he set up this blind date to accidentally bump into her? Only highly skilled hunters would appear like prey. So why not! He had the looks and the money, after all. Josie acted on it instead of thinking about it. “Sure! Let’s get married! I will do as you wish and
 
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Chapter 333 She Has Cared for You the Past Two Days

“You must be his family, then. The nurse continued.


“What makes you think so?”


The nurse stretched her legs and gave a simple reason. “You were so anxious yesterday, so I thought you were either his girlfriend or a family.”

“I guess you could say we’re enemies. Tll be aggrieved if he just dies like this Josie answered half-jokingly

The nurse stared at her for a while before chuckling mischievously. “Is it a love-hate relationship?”

Josie turned away and did not answer.

Before leaving, the nurse remarked, “The hospital director personally performed the surgery, so I could tell he’s a big shot. He’s admitted to the ICU as a precaution, but his life is not at risk. I heard that the director and the department heads have had several meetings to discuss his cond

The nurse said so to reassure Josie but didn’t expect an indifferent response from her. “He’s not gonna die anyway,” Josić said.

As the president of the Carter Group, Arnold held the fate of many in his hands. If he died, it would -definitely cause a substantial uproar.

Josie decided she should not make Dexter aware of this matter.

When Arnold regained consciousness, his first instinct was to take a deep breath, but he felt a piercing pain in his body as soon as he exhaled.

His mind was in a mess. He had had several dreams – all of them were about Josic. He dreamed of the scene when the car accident happened. In the dream, he fell into the river and was stuck in the car. No one was there to save him. A bloody smell gushed into his nose as his blood flowed into the water.

Arnold opened his eyes and turned to see the rain outside the window.

In fact, he had awakened before this, but he wasn’t conscious. So, he was transferred to a VIP ward.

He was surprised when he saw Josie sleeping by his bedside. The woman looked weary and was in a deep sleep. Her long eyelashes cast a shadow below her eyes.

Arnold thought he was still in a dream, so he closed his eyes again but fell asleep unconsciously. Nonetheless, Josie did not appear again in his dream this time.

When he woke again, the first person that came into sight was still Josie. She was awake and was sitting on the couch, reading a magazine.

Only then did Arnold realize he wasn’t dreaming, but he couldn’t move.

Hearing Arnold’s groan, Josie lifted her head and met his gaze. She stood up and walked over to the be adjust the flow rate of the IV drip. “What brings you here?” Arnold asked in a gentle tone.

Josie examined him and sighed. “Thanks to you.”

“Why did you go street racing?”

She Has Cared for You the Past Two Days

“Why are you here?” Arnold continued asking.

Just then, Andy brought the doctor in, so Josie stopped answering Arnold. Arnold shot a fierce glare at Andy as if he was rebuking him for entering the ward at an inappropriate time.

The doctor, who was the hospital’s director, carefully examined Arnold’s condition while the latter wore a straight face and occasionally glanced toward the outside.

The nurse who came with the doctor was disturbed to see Arnold’s expression. After the doctor left, she told Arnold, “Don’t make her angry. She has cared for you the past two days and barely ate.”

Arnold lifted his brows in surprise and looked at Andy, who was standing at the side. Andy touched his nose and nodded in agreement.
 
Chapter 334 Ten Million

Arnold had not expected Josie to stay by his side unconditionally for two days and asked the nurse to tell him the complete story before he could confirm it. Besides being surprised, he was also touched.


After confirming that Arnold was fine, Josie returned to the hotel and charged her phone. Thereafter, she slept like a log for the rest of the day. The next morning when she woke up, her mind was foggy. She called for room service and ordered a plain porridge with extra salt.


Then, she went to the bathroom and soaked herself in the bathtub. Sinking into deep thoughts, she repeatedly questioned her intentions,

Later, she returned to the hospital with a thermos filled with porridge. After the lift reached the floor where Arnold’s ward was located, Josie walked out of the lift to see a crowd gathering outside his ward. Her heart jolted, thinking Arnold’s incident had been exposed.

When she walked closer, the nurse told her that those people were the family members of the man who saved Arnold.

“He’s a kind man. He refused to accept the money and insisted on returning it. He even brought a group of people along to thank Arnold and reject his offer. The crowd appeared to be overbearing.

Leaning against the bed, Arnold asked Andy, “Is he the man who saved me?”

Andy nodded in a quandary.

Arnold was a reasonable person and would certainly express his gratitude to his lifesaver. Giving money was a form of expressing his gratitude. However, he was confused by the scene.

“How much did you give him?” Arnold asked.

At the same time, the nurse asked Josie, “Do you know how much they gave the man?”

Andy gestured with his finger in a servile manner. Ten million.”

“Ten million.” Josie, too, answered honestly.

Arnold had no objections, knowing his life was worth more than ten million. They deserve it. Even ten billion is not an issue.

The nurse was so flabbergasted that she almost slumped onto the ground. She finally understood why the benevolent man insisted on returning the money.

The man so happened to save Arnold, but who would have expected such a windfall?

Initially, the man received the bank card from Andy out of resignation. Little did he expect to see the huge sum of money when he checked the balance at the ATM. Astonished, he decided to return the bank card after discussing it with his family.

It was ten million for crying out loud, so the man thought Andy might have made a mistake.

“It wasn’t a mistake. The amount is for you. Thanks for saving me.” Arnold was grateful toward the man, but he sounded domineering. Ten million is not much and can only afford you a better house in the city center. Please accept it.”

“No, no. I can’t take it. I didn’t save you for any returns,”



Just take it.” Josie walked into the ward. “This fool has plenty of money. He’ll be upset if you reject it”

The man was surprised to see Josie while Arnold’s gaze softened. “What’s that?” He asked.

Josie replied sulkily, “Poison.”

Arnold didn’t mind her attitude at all. He took over the thermos and opened it. “Did you make this porridge? You’re a good cook”

“It’s from the hotel. You’re overthinking it.”

There was a moment of silence in the ward. Only Josie dared to speak to Arnold in such an attitude, yet Arnold was not irritated.
 
Chapter 335 Made Known

“Whatever As long as it’s not poisonous Arnold replied amiably.


Andy sensibly escorted the others out of the ward and closed the door, leaving Josie and Arnold in the warst


Arnold’s organs were injured, so he couldn’t cat on his own. He turned to look at Josie and said, “I have not caten. Can you feed me?”

Josie gnashed her teeth in annoyance. I’m not your servant. With that, she stood up and was about to press the help button.

“Hey, hey!” Arnold winced in pain and quickly stopped Josic. Fine, I’ll eat myself” Then, he glanced at her and said. “You’ve stayed by my side for two days, yet you’re acting like a stranger now that I woke up. Are

you shiv?”

Josie smirked. “I stayed here the past two days because your secretary wouldn’t let me leave. I didn’t want to be implicated just in case you died. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come.

Arnold was not annoyed by Josie’s insouciant behavior, Instead, he asked with a smile, “Did he threaten you?”

“Of course

“How?”

Caught off guard by the question, Josie was at a loss for words. “I-He just coerced me into staying”

“I see. Arnold feigned an innocent look. “Well, if you insisted on leaving, he could do nothing either. So, it was still your own choice,”

Recalling the night at the Olsen Hotel, Josie didn’t know how to explain it she wasn’t exactly guilty. She shrugged and said. “If you died, the police might involve me in the investigation. I don’t want to get into trouble.”

Before Arnold could say something, Josie asked, “You should be a skillful driver. Why did you drive into. the river? Did you see something?”

Arnold’s smile faded, but his tone remained nonchalant. “No big deal. I’m still alive, aren’t I?”

“You’re saying it so casually. Sure, you survived, but do you know you nearly died? Your abdomen was stabbed with a dagger, which caused excessive bleeding! Josie was angry at Arnold’s insouciant attitude as if he didn’t care about his life.

‘I see… I heard someone donated blood for me. I wonder who that person was. Arnold remained frivolous.

Josie glared at him, knowing he was intentionally teasing her.

“Don’t tell me it was you.” Arnold beamed from ear to ear.

“Arnold Carter!” Josie was so exasperated that she grabbed a pillow from the couch and was about to it at Arnold.

Just then, Andy walked in and saw the scene. He gasped and quickly stopped Josie. “Ms. Warren, please

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calm down!”

Josie was so upset that she sat on the couch in silence.

Arnold’s gaze was fixed on her as he asked Andy, “What is it?”

“The doctor said your condition is stable now, and you will recover after enough rest. Some became aware of this incident and are heading to the hospital now!

“Send them away.” Arnold replied resolutely.

Andy was speechless. He glanced at Josie in a dilemma and asked, “Should I turn all of them away?”

Arnold regained his senses when he heard the profound question. “You can make the necessary arrangements.”

“Yes, sir.”

After Andy left, Josie stared at Arnold while holding the pillow. “Don’t tell me you intended this accident to happen.”

Arnold arched his brows in a charming manner. “Why do you think so?”

“I just thought it shouldn’t have occurred.”

“If it was my intention, I didn’t have to stab myself with a dagger.”
 
Chapter 336 Summer Is Back

However, little did Josie expect Dexter to appear.


Just as she was about to leave, a group of people came out of the left, led by Dexter.




Dexter wore a gray blouse today, with every button perfectly fastened. The gold-rimmed glasses he wore gave him a serious and charismatic look, which was a stark contrast to his madness the other night.

Behind him was a slender woman in a white dress. She wore a mask, so Josie couldn’t recognize her.

Without wasting more time, Josie swiftly returned to the ward and glared at Arnold before entering the restroom in the ward. Then, she closed the door and took a deep breath.

Soon, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Josie’s heart pounded faster as Dexter approached.

“Hey, Dexter. You didn’t have to come.” Arnold gasped and seemed to be surprised.

Hypocrite. Josie pouted.

“Your subordinates should’ve informed me immediately about your accident. The Russell Group has top- notch medical resources. Who can bear the responsibility if any mishap happens to you?” Dexter frowned as he observed Arnold’s injury and rebuked him. “It’s your subordinates’ negligence. They should serve the -consequences.”

Arnold waved his hand. “It’s just a minor injury. I’m still in one piece now. Don’t worry.”

Then, Arnold averted his gaze to the woman behind Dexter. “Aren’t you going to remove your mask?”

The woman took off the mask, revealing her beautiful, innocent countenance. Her eyes were filled with concern. “How did you end up in a car accident? Do you know how worried I was?” Her voice was crispy and distinctive.

The woman instinctively reproached Arnold. Arnold took the bowl of porridge and stared at her determinedly. “Come and feed me.”

The woman furrowed her brows and subconsciously glanced at Dexter while remaining motionless.

“I’ve flown to London countless times for you the past few years. Are you going to disobey me now that you have stronger support?”

“I…” The woman looked at the stone-faced Dexter. “Mr. Russell”

“Get over here, Summer Olsen!” Arnold bellowed.

Josie and Summer shivered at the same time. So, it’s Summer? When did she come back?

Finally, Summer walked up to Arnold cautiously and sat beside his bed. She took the bowl of porridge and -fed Arnold. Her slender, delicate hands were extremely beautiful, attributed to her luxurious life over the

years.

Arnold stared fixedly at Dexter as if he was provoking him. However, Dexter wasn’t bothered and paced leisurely in the ward with his hands in his pockets. His gaze stopped at the couch briefly before he walked to the window and lit a cigarette. “Arnold, you need a caretaker before you recover.”

“I already have one.”

Summer Is Back

Dexter chuckled softly. “I should have guessed so. You’re always a step ahead.” He took a drag of the cigarette and exhaled smoke. “What a coincidence that you got injured at this time. The Olsen family was regretful and wanted to make it up for you.

Summer added softly. “Yes. Zach was rebuked”

“I drove out of the Olsen Hotel, but besides that, what does the accident have to do with his wedding! Don’t make a fuss over nothing.”

“My family thinks Zach shouldn’t have gotten married.”

“Is that why you didn’t attend the wedding? I remember you and Laura are close friends. Arnold asked gently.

Summer inhaled deeply and avoided his gaze. “Mr. Russell said I shouldn’t appear in public for now.”
 
Chapter 337 An Alibi




Arnold looked at Dexter, who was standing by the window. The rays of sunlight shone on him, but no one knew what was on his mind.

“You’re obedient to Dexter.”


Josie couldn’t concentrate on the conversation anymore. All she knew was Summer had returned.

Suddenly, she had many realizations. For example, the woman Xandre met was Summer. Dexter returned earlier, for Summer’s sake. Josie could even guess the owner of the white bra now

So, that’s what happened. Josie felt her heart squeezed upon realizing the truth. She covered her mouth so no one could hear her crying.

Meanwhile, Dexter placed his hand on the handle of the restroom after putting out his cigarette. “Arnold, hope you don’t mind me using the restroom.”

Stunned, Josie forcefully pushed against the door. If Dexter discovered she was here, she would be finished.

Before Arnold could respond, Dexter felt the resistance behind the door. “Is there someone inside?” He asked with a frown.

Josie closed her eyes in despair.

Just then, Andy walked into the ward. Perceiving Arnold’s look, he immediately said, “Mr. Russell, the door is spoiled. I just asked someone to come and fix it. Sorry about that.” Then, he passed a packet of wet tissue to Dexter. “Please use this if you don’t mind.”

Dexter paused briefly before retracting his gaze. “Thanks.”

After wiping his fingers with the wet tissue, he said, “A shipment was intercepted at the port a few days ago. The officers are investigating it. I received news that the shipment is related to the Carter Group, so I helped to cover it, but the follow-up procedures might be troublesome.”

Arnold replied, I’ve heard of it. Don’t worry. Thanks for the favor. I’m still investigating whose mistake it

is.”

Dexter wore a faint smile. “You should investigate it thoroughly. If it wasn’t that you ran into a car accident that day, I would think it’s your decision.”

“I should be grateful for the car accident, which provided me with an alibi.”

“You’re lucky as usual, Arnold. However, luck alone is insufficient to run a business. Dexter commented profoundly. Then, he turned to the side and muttered, “Good luck is rare.” One couldn’t tell who Dexter was speaking to.

After Arnold finished the porridge, Summer kept the thermos away and said gently. “I’ll ask the chef at my place to prepare meals for you. Get well soon.”

However, Arnold’s response caught Summer off guard. “Sum, aren’t you worried that Dexter would be jealous of your concern toward me?”

Dexter was standing with his back facing them, so he didn’t notice Summer’s blushing cheeks. “What nonsense you are talking about…” She mumbled.



After Dexter and his companions left, silence was restored in the ward. A bodyguard came and reported to Arnold, “We’ve escorted them to the car park.”

Arnold lifted his head and said, “Are you gonna continue staying inside?”

Josie checked herself in the mirror before walking out silently with a sullen look.

Arnold’s heart sank. He sat up and called out to Josie.

“I shall leave first,” Josie said calmly. While walking toward the door, she realized her handbag was left on the couch. Did Dexter notice it? Oh well. I don’t think he’ll know it’s mine

Id

“Wait a minute. Arnold still wanted to say something.

Josie grabbed her handbag and said. “It’ll be too much if you want to mock me after the embarrassing

scene.”

“It’s not that. I…” Josie left the ward in disappointment before Arnold could finish her sentence.

Nothing could be more heartbreaking than bumping into one’s husband accompanied by the woman whom he had an ambiguous relationship with.
 
Chapter 338 Abused

Josie wouldn’t be this distressed if it was Ivy because she knew Dexter had no feelings toward Ivy. However, things were different with Summer-Josie didn’t know about their past and whether they had feelings for each other.


Such anxiety was frustrating. Josie was confused, thinking she shouldn’t be bothered by this matter


Josie was unnerved as she walked out of the hospital. It was hard to hail a cab during rush hour, and Josie was number 44 in the queue on the ride-hailing platform.

She leaned against the lamppost, with her mind running wild.

At that moment, Dexter’s car was driven out of the car park. The observant driver immediately spotted Josie but didn’t dare to inform Dexter in the presence of Summer.

Summer gazed at Dexter cautiously and said in a fawning manner. “Mr. Russell, I’ve sent the research report for Russell Group to you via email.”

“Okay.” Dexter hummed indifferently. The car was stuck in the traffic and couldn’t move. Dexter added, “Thanks for the hard work.”

“Not at all.” Summer smiled.

Later, when the traffic became smoother, Dexter instructed the driver to pull over. “Send Ms. Olsen home. I have some matters to attend to.”

“Mr. Russell”

Summer could clearly sense Dexter’s sudden change in mood, although he didn’t show it. As such, she had no choice but to clam up.

On the other hand, Josie finally got a ride. Just as she was about to get into the car, she spotted two familiar figures from a distance-Dexter hugged the woman in the car.

Then, he walked to an automotive shop nearby and drove out a Bentley after five minutes.

Josie cursed inwardly and became irritated. The driver grew impatient and honked at Josie as she remained motionless. Jolted back to her senses, Josie quickly got into the car and closed the door before Dexter noticed her.

“Sir, please hurry.” Josie gasped as if she was fleeing

Her residence was in the opposite direction as Mason Garden. The street was empty at night, so the driver drove at high speed. But alas, the Bentley soon caught up with them. Josie lowered the car window and was shocked to see Dexter in the car.

Indeed, he has guessed it.

Exasperated, Josie took out her wallet and placed a stack of notes before the driver. The driver was motivated when he saw the money and slammed the accelerator as hard as he could.

However, the Bently chased relentlessly behind them. The situation made the driver panic. “Miss, did you get into some trouble

The wind blowing in through the window tousled Josie’s hair. She stared nervously at the Bentley.



thinking Dexter must have lost his mind.

Suddenly, the cab took a sharp turn. Josie’s forehead hit on the driver’s seat, giving her a dizzy spell.

She gritted her teeth and said, “Nothing. I’m escaping because I was abused.”

The driver was rendered speechless.

Dexter continued pursuing them. Josie had seen how crazy Dexter could be and knew he could die. anytime, given his dangerous driving.

Fortunately, Josie arrived at her hotel not long later. She almost threw up when the driver slammed on the brake abruptly.

Dexter’s car stopped behind them. He rolled down the window with a cold and sarcastic smirk, mocking Josie for attempting to flee from him.

The moment Josie got out of the car, the cab driver sped away frantically.

Dexter got out of the Bentley and slammed the door closed heavily. He walked toward Josie, emanating a deadly aura..

Josie instinctively took a few steps back and was a bundle of nerves as she stuttered, “D-Dexter Russell, you must be out of your mind to drive so recklessly!”

Dexter seized her slender wrist, causing her to wince in pain and almost slump onto the ground. “What do you want?!”
 
Chapter 339 An Unexpected Visit




Dexter drew close to Josie and growled menacingly, “Why are you running away? Huh?”

Josie struggled to break away from him and retorted, “Why are you coming after me?”


Dexter tightened his grip on her wrist. “The cat that I raised is trying to escape. How can I not go after

her?”

Josie glanced at the surroundings. Their location was remote, so no one could help her, even if she yelled for help.

“You don’t need the cat anyway. You have no right to say that.”

“What if she tries to bite back at me?”

Josie glared deadly at Dexter and bellowed with red-rimmed eyes. “What if you’re the one who’s pushing her to the edge?” Dexter released her slightly after seeing her expression.

Feeling nauseated, Josie couldn’t hold back any longer and puked on Dexter.

She had always been thrifty, so she stayed in a budget hotel. Even though Arnold upgraded her room, she later changed back to a standard room to get a refund.

The room she lived in was cramped. There was a small couch near the door. On the right was a single bed with a full-length mirror in front of it. The bathroom was narrow too.

If Dexter hadn’t seen it for himself, he wouldn’t have imagined such a hotel existed in Wavery, a bustling city with two ports. Condominiums could be priced up to tens of millions in this city; there were ships adorned with gold foil and countless private jets in the airport. Wavery was a vibrant, developed metropolis. In contrast, this room was filthy, messy, and wretched.

Dexter furrowed his brows, rarely showing such an expression.

Josie didn’t dare to look at him. She awkwardly nudged him into the bathroom. “Clean yourself up.”

She believed Dexter would have left resolutely if she hadn’t insisted on getting him to clean himself up at her place.

Josie’s clothes were scattered around the floor. She quickly cleaned the space and poured a bottle of mineral water into the kettle.

Dexter took off his jacket and put it aside. As soon as he opened the tap, he heard a loud bang outside. Through the narrow door gap, he saw Josie squatting on the floor, cleaning the mess.

An indescribable emotion arose in him. He felt triumphant to see Josie leading a miserable life after leaving him. Ironically, she still refused to yield and turn back to him. How prideful this woman is. But alas, such pride is as fragile as straw.

While Dexter was in the bathroom, Josie went downstairs to buy some single-use toiletries and motion sickness pills. When she crossed the road, she saw Dexter’s Bentley by the roadside, looking modestly luxurious under the streetlight.



She spaced out momentarily. He bought a car within five minutes. Indeed, our lives are worlds apart.



Dexter just came out of the bathroom when Josie returned. The six-foot-tall man appeared even more prominent in the cramped space. Holding Josie’s towel, he looked comical.

Josie felt her face heat up being stared upon by Dexter. She gripped the plastic bag tightly and said defiantly. “Don’t have to mock me or look down on me. I’ve found a place to stay for the long term.”

Dexter continued staring at him without saying a word. Josie felt abased and regretted bringing him to her

room.

She grabbed the towel from him and babbled away, “Are you okay? You better leave quickly once you’re done cleaning up. I can’t afford to bear the consequences if any mishaps happen to you.”

Her eyes were still red-rimmed as she had yet to fully recover from the shock.

Dexter closed the door and seized her chin. “Why did you run away just now?” He asked.

Recalling the scenes in the hospital, Josie pushed him away uncomfortably, disgusted by the thought of sharing things with another person.
 
Chapter 340 It’s His Freedom

Josie asked, despite knowing the truth. “Why were you at the hospital?”


Dexter did not release his grip.




Irritated, she had no choice but to continue. “Was I in the way of your date with your fling and bugging you?”

Dexter ignored her words and exposed her. “There’s nothing to be afraid of if you didn’t do anything wrong. Where were you the past few days?”

“The hotel, the company, the hospital, the mundane nine-to-five.” She refused to tell the truth.

He grabbed and forced her to face him. He looked at her furiously. “You know what happens if you lie to me, Josie.”

The woman could only hold his stare and spat word by word, “Aren’t you already aware? I was taking care of Arnold. Do you really need me to spell it out?”

She felt his grip on her tighten as if he wanted to choke the man. “Who told you to do it?!”

“Who gives you the right to question my actions? I didn’t even question you anything about you and her.” Josie threw caution to the wind as though she was unafraid of the repercussions. “I told you before, I’ll show you I can be Mrs. Carter.”

He stared at her momentarily before releasing her with a scornful laugh. “Didn’t you see it today at the hospital? Summer is the one Arnold likes.”

“Is that so? I didn’t notice it. She deliberately changed the attention to the topic. “And here I was, thinking. that she likes you. She keeps throwing herself at you. You don’t need to be such a gentleman.”

His expression became listless. “Why? Are you hoping that I will get together with her?”

“It’s your freedom, whoever you choose to be with. I have no say in it.”

As she turned away, the words left her mouth without her thinking.

Isn’t it always this way? He hadn’t treated me with respect before.

She spoke up after a moment of silence. I’m well aware of my position. We both have things we need. You don’t need to be considerate of me. I know my place.”

She was not the best at maintaining relationships, whether personal or business.

Their relationship had always been him giving her orders and her obeying. She did not have the choice to

say no.

Josie poured a glass of warm water to sip. She said after finishing it. “But don’t forget to notify me when. she succeeds. I know the rules. You don’t need to worry, Mr. Russell”

There was no response. She turned around, confused.



Without her noticing. Dexter was seated in the chair with his eyes closed.



He must have been exhausted. With a hand propping his head, he seemed uncomfortable in the small seat. The sharp look he usually had was nowhere to be seen.

Josie bent down. Without thinking, she brushed her pale finger on his face, from the eyebrows to the mouth and further south.

Dexter was attractive. It was not surprising that women would pursue him relentlessly. But she wondered. what they would think if they knew about the man’s difficult temperament.

His overbearing nature was to the extreme. There was more pain than joy when she was with him.

Josie took a deep breath as her finger stopped at the base of his neck. She placed her palm against it and tightened her grip ever so slightly.

Dexter Russell. A well-known man in Wavery. People respected him, feared him, hated him. One word. from him could destroy a person’s future.

Such a man was sleeping before her, defenseless.

For a moment, her mind was blank. She did not care about the consequences.

‘BANG! A loud noise came from the next room as someone broke something.

Josie jolted at the sound.

Dexter’s large eyes were staring straight at her when she turned back.
 
Chapter 341 Not That Simple

Josie’s hand froze as she dared not move. She pulled her hand back awkwardly. “That… I wasn’t doing anything. There was something on your neck. I was cleaning it…”


It was evidently a lie.


Dexter bore his eyes into her.

She felt on edge and instinctively moved back, away from him. He snatched her arm and flipped it palm-

side up.

“It looks like you’re so bored that you not only went to nurse him but even donated your blood,” he scoffed. A trace of anger was heard in his voice.

Josie could not argue back as she turned her head away. “Saving a life has far more value than building

memorials for the dead.”

“You’re just hell-bent on going against me, isn’t it?” His response was swift as he forcibly turned her head to face him.

“Is it wrong for me to find my own means to survive, Dexter?”

She stared back and replied calmly. She would face him if that was what he wanted.

The man’s eyebrows quirked.

She tried to get away from him. “You told me you thought of Summer as your sister. Tell me, Dexter, is it still the same now?”

It took a lot of courage for her to ask the question, as it meant that she still had expectations of him.

Dexter noticed it, and the darkness behind his eyes dissipated. He released his grip. “It’s not that simple about Summer. Not only me but even Arnold does not have the liberty to make a choice.”

Josie nodded silently as she understood him. She crawled into the bed and buried her face into the pillow. “I want to sleep. Do whatever you want.”

A deafening silence fell upon the place.

She drifted in and out of her sleep. Her heart sank when she woke up and felt the coldness next to her. She stepped out of the bed and headed to the door.

She did not like wearing slippers indoors. Her bare feet made no sound on the floor. She nudged the door open slightly, vaguely hearing Dexter’s voice, It seemed even colder in the night.

“Not laying hands on women and children, prioritizing morality in everything you do. Even Hades would want to help you…”

“Is it not embarrassing with me guiding your people in the things you do? How useless. Aren’t you just wasting my time with these so-called ethics and morals wasting away in you?”

He spoke slowly with sharp words.



A shiver ran down Josie’s spine. Not wanting to be involved in Dexter’s world, she turned to leave.

But her legs refused to move as they were rooted to the spot.

“Have I not told you who you can and cannot touch in my family? It’s been a while since I’ve made a move. Don’t make me do it because of one woman. It will be ugly for everyone involved.”

Dexter was the president of Russell Group, but he had countless other identities.



There was a time when he did not appear much in public. As a result, some believed he had kicked the bucket.

Some of his enemies targeted Dexter’s people. They kidnapped the person to Spain, thinking that they were safe. They never expected Dexter’s man to chase them down throughout the night. Some of the most skilled in the world were even willing to risk themselves for Dexter as they relentlessly pursued the kidnappers. The incident served as a deterrent.

When they saved the kidnapped person, the kidnappers disappeared from the ends of the earth.

The news traveled all over the world. From then on, no one dared to make a move against Dexter’s people.

Josie could have left without alerting him, but she knocked into something while walking away. Immediately, Dexter turned in her direction.

“Who is it?”

Exasperated, she shut her eyes.

She pushed the door open with a blank expression. “I can’t sleep and wanted to go for a walk. Are you not going to bed yet?”

Dexter hardly slumbered as he had trouble falling asleep.
 
Chapter 342 Don’t Venture into It




Josie felt a wave of nervousness wash over her as his eyes bore into her. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. I woke up and didn’t see you. I thought you had left, so I came looking for you.”

Freshly awakened, dressed in a nightgown, and with a hoarse voice, Josie emitted an innocent aura that effortlessly pacified one’s guard.


Dexter grabbed her around the waist and leaned in for a kiss, but Josie evaded, as she still felt a lingering fear. “I don’t want you to kiss me.”

The excessive sweet talk felt overwhelming, and Josie couldn’t tell if this deliberate coquettishness was a way to mask her own uneasiness.

Smitten by her coquettishness, Dexter let go of his stern demeanor and said, “Hmm, I’ll join you in bed.”

Josie rarely indulged in coquettishness, but when she did, Dexter couldn’t resist, just as she couldn’t escape when Dexter was upset.

Dexter settled her onto the bed, tucked her in with a blanket, and positioned himself beside her. He had no intention of leaving.

Noticing her quivering eyelashes, he took the initiative to break the silence. “Did you hear a lot of what I said?”

Josie didn’t hear the entire conversation but heard enough to peer into his realm. It was a domain of decisive actions, choices that left no room for negotiation. Unlike the business world, where there was space for discussion and maneuvering, his realm had no ambiguity. Everything was clearly defined, and specific rules were adhered to.

And Dexter was the ruler.

With her eyes cast downward, Josie confided, “I heard you mention that you haven’t done it in a long

time.”

Dexter smiled, appreciating Josie’s intelligence and sharpness in understanding the boundaries of their conversation. With just a bedside lamp casting a soft glow, he pulled her close and asked gently. “Have you ever seen the true extent of my pluck and willpower?”

Josie shook her head, sensing the underlying warning.

“Dexter’s authority wasn’t solely derived from brute force; he had a de-facto ability to command the respect and obedience of his talented associates.

So, what did it truly signify when Dexter asserted his dominance? It undoubtedly went beyond mere mercilessness and brutality.

In a calm tone, Dexter said, “You’re familiar with the Russell family, right?”

Of course! She had even been to their family estate.

“The Russell family, with a significant portion of both water and land territory under their belt, couldn’t afford to have no one at the helm.”



These intricacies were always beyond Josie’s comprehension.



The Russell family operated on the razor’s edge of the business world, where countless lives hung in the balance as mere pawns. They were skilled, highly trained, and operated with utmost secrecy.

Currently. Dexter has seized control of half of the Russell family.

He shared that he had dealt with his fair share of unreasonable people in the business world, and only one incident went awry. The other party had acted all two-faced, undermining Dexter’s young age and lack of experience, and attempted to overpower him.

Caught off guard, Dexter’s instincts kicked in, compelling him to take control of the situation. He unsheathed his sword, resulting in blood being spilled. The other party’s arm became impaled and lodged in the table, with the skin torn and the bone pierced, rendering it immobile.

That guy’s arm was likely wrecked.

Dexter’s approach to using violence to counter violence was undeniably ruthless, reflecting someone who had traversed the world without desires or demands, showcasing his sharpness.

Since that incident, Dexter hadn’t encountered anyone as insolent. The woman in his arms trembled as she listened intently. Although she had long been aware of his unique identity, Josie couldn’t quite come to terms with this inhumane side of him.

However, she had always avoided that aspect, making him feel unfamiliar.

Dexter comforted Josie as if coaxing a child, saying, “I think we’ll stop here. But Josie, don’t venture into such a world. Stay away from Arnold. I can assure your safety as long as you’re my wife,”

Josie believed that he was more than capable of doing so. Yet, he could also protect numerous other women, making her insignificant except for being his legitimate wife.

Josie simply nodded and didn’t dwell on it, saying. I’m feeling a little tired. I want to take a nap.”
 
Chapter 343 Deceitful Woman




Dexter momentarily stepped away to answer a phone call. Meanwhile, Josie closed her eyes, overwhelmed by sadness. His words had shattered her illusions When she woke again, it was already dawn, and Dexter was nowhere to be found. She rubbed her eyes, never liking to be left alone in such a situation, but she understood that he wouldn’t spend the night in a place like this

After freshening up, she turned on the television and stumbled upon a reality show. It reminded her that she had to go to work that day. She packed her things and prepared to leave To her surprise, she noticed a figure outside the room. At the same time, Dexter entered the empty room, placing a packed meal box on the table. He called out. Josie?”


There was no response.

Standing in the center of the room, Dexter felt an inexplicable loneliness akin to an abandoned child. Josie, hiding behind the windowsill, furrowed her brow, struggling to reconcile this side of Dexter with her perception of him.

Realizing his demeanor was turning cold before he turned away, Josie quickly revealed herself and declared. “I’m here; I haven’t left yet.”

Dexter pivoted, casting his gaze upon her. The whirlwind of emotions that had flickered in his eyes a moment ago dissipated, replaced by an emotionless stare that sent shivers down her spine. Josie felt a surge of panic, fearing Dexter might lose control again, as he had the previous night.

“Calm down. I was just joking with you,” she uttered, mustering her courage to reach out and grasp his hand, attempting to quell his wrath.

Dexter remained stoic, his face wearing a grave expression. Furrowing her brow, Josie gauged his reaction and inquired, “Do I need to keep apologizing for you to forgive me?”

This time, a smile tugged at Dexter’s lips. This woman had a knack for melting his heart, knowing just the right words to say. Josie noticed the softening of his expression and said, “Unlike you, I won’t leave without warning.

Dexter arched an eyebrow, unconvinced, “Such a deceitful woman.”

The television continued playing in the background as he reached out and pulled her into his embrace. Josie locked eyes with Dexter, his gaze unusually tender. She felt a weight settle in her heart, creating serendipity within her. For some reason, tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn’t pinpoint the exact

cause.

Sensing her gaze, Dexter leaned back slightly and whispered, “Do I need to remind you to close your eyes when we kiss?”

Without waiting for her response, he sealed her lips and kissed her passionately.

Downstairs, Ivy had been waiting for a while and was growing impatient. Feeling curious, she went upstairs and was met with this awkward scene. Ivy caught her breath, silently retreated, and purposely cleared her throat.

It was evident to anyone with keen observation that Dexter had a soft spot for Josie. He disregarded the dangers of speeding on the road. He compromised his usual standards to spend the night with her in such





a place, all for this seemingly ordinary woman.



However, something puzzled Ivy. While Dexter cared for Summer, his concern for Josie seemed even more significant. So, who held the key to his heart? In this world, a conclusion or absolute rationality was not always necessary.

Subsequently, Josie decided to accompany Dexter to the Russell Mansion.

“Mr. Russell, Arnold’s associates have secured the shipment at the harbor. It appears they plan to transport it to Rivodia. Should we send someone to intercept it at the highway exit?” Aware of Josie’s presence, Ivy reported cautiously.

Dexter’s gaze lingered on the documents. “No need; it will be some time before he takes action again.”

Josie glanced at them and asked, “What shipment?”

Dexter remained silent while Ivy answered, “Mrs. Russell, it’s a shipment of alcohol.”
 
Chapter 344 Overlooked Ivy

Alcohol? What kind of alcohol would require Arnold to go through all this trouble?




“Arnold is heavily entrenched in the nightlife scene, and with his connections and influence, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to generate that amount of money. No?”


Dexter gestured casually and responded, “When it comes to alcohol, there’s a whole spectrum to consider. Some of the finest quality, others just average, and let’s not forget the shady side of things. Any thoughts. on which category of alcohol Arnold has found himself entangled with?”

Josie pressed her lips together and asked, puzzled, “What will happen if he gets caught?”

Taken aback by her question, Dexter paused momentarily before mocking her, “Feeling sorry for your boyfriend already?”

Ignoring his sarcastic tone, Josie remained unfazed as he held her hand, idly toying with it, “Isn’t it a little too coincidental that the car accident happened just when it did? Even if I were to deal with him, I couldn’t because he has a witness in his aid. So, does that mean I’m supposed to surrender my wife to him?”

Dexter spoke slowly. His words were infused with grim, Josie, he has me in a bind. It’s impossible for me to attempt anything against him. Do you know what that means?”

Josie trembled slightly. It was a little too late for her to finally understand why Andy insisted on guarding the hospital. It was because of Dexter.

“Like I’ve told you before, Arnold is no kind soul,” Dexter let go of her.

Josie exited the car as soon as they arrived at the Russell Group. She was dazed during the entire journey, and Dexter’s warning wasn’t entirely baseless; it had triggered a sense of vigilance never had before.

“Ms. Warren,” somebody called out to her.

Josie turned around and saw Wyatt. He was dressed in a sharp suit, looking professional and charming.

“Hey, Wyatt.”

Wyatt walked up to her and smiled. “I saw you getting out of Dex’s car just now, but I didn’t want to get caught, so I didn’t dare call out.”

Josie forced a smile and asked, “How’s work been treating you lately?”

“Not too bad,” the two walked side by side, passing through the gate.

“We’ve been pulling long hours to meet the demanding deadlines set by Dex. On the bright side, our collaboration with Auntie Xanthe is going great,” Wyatt purposely brought up Xanthe, leaving Josie to piece together his hidden message.

“She… Has her son returned?”

Wyatt nodded, understanding her concern. “Don’t worry. He’s not back yet.”

He stopped there and didn’t say anything more.



As they passed the front desk, a greeting sounded, “Good morning, Ms. Warren. You have a package.”

Josie went forward to claim it. It was a package sent by a collaborator.

She thanked the front desk and suddenly remembered something. “If I recall correctly, you’ve been working the night shift recently, right?”

The front desk hesitated for a moment. “You have a good memory.”

+5 Bonus

Josie had a sudden realization. She mentioned a specific date. “During those days, besides the night-owls stayed for over-time. Did you come across anyone suspicious entering or leaving the design department at night?”

“At night…..” The front desk frowned as she searched her memory. “Not that I remember… Only employees who were given the ID could access Russell Group. It’s unlikely for anyone to trespass the security,”

Unable to uncover any leads, Josie felt a sense of anguish.

To her surprise. Wyatt stood beside her, saying, “I have some recollection of the time you mentioned. I remember that night, I had work to tend to, so I stayed until the wee hours of the night. When I left the office, I bumped into Ivy in the elevator. She was wearing a mask and a hat, and it didn’t seem like she was coming to work.”

Juy?!

Josie’s eyes widened, and a realization struck her. How could she have possibly forgotten about Ivy?

“Do you remember the exact time?” Josie grabbed his hand.

“I’m not entirely sure, but it was likely around dawn. Strangely, she ended up on the same floor as the design department.”

Josie couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. She nodded in realization and exclaimed, “Ah, now it all makes.

sense! Thanks a bunch!”

Despite searching everywhere, she had somehow overlooked Ivy.
 
Chapter 345 Kidnapped

Seated at her desk, Josie scrolled through the company’s internal system, searching for Ivy’s contact


details.




As a special assistant to Dexter, Ivy had special privileges, including unrestricted access throughout the company and the power to remove any surveillance traces.

Furthermore, Ivy’s connection with Claire added another layer of complexity to the situation.

Josie blamed herself for overthinking and getting caught up in intricate possibilities, leading her to miss out on Ivy. But did Dexter take the recording pen away just to protect her?

After finding Ivy’s address, Josie swiftly jotted it down.

When it was time to leave work, she hastened outside and flagged down a taxi, only to realize she was being followed. It became apparent that the person tailing her was a pair of undercover bodyguards.

Josie tried to ignore them. She even attempted to shake them off by taking a detour but to no avail. Eventually, she had no choice but to confront them, “Did Dexter send you to follow me?” she asked.

The two men exchanged glances, and one responded, “Mr. Russell doesn’t want you wandering around.”

“I’m not wandering around. Can’t I go back to Mason Garden?”

“Let us escort you,” the bodyguards said, followed by a tense atmosphere descending upon them, punctuated by a heavy silence.

Josie quickly scanned the area, noticing their car conveniently stationed nearby. Understanding the potential dangers of resisting and trying to escape, she nodded in acquiescence, reluctantly falling in step behind them as they made their way toward the awaiting vehicle.

However, as they neared the car door, armed individuals suddenly appeared from behind, swiftly attacking the two bodyguards on their heads with weapons.

Amidst their agonizing struggle, Josie was dragged away. “You’re coming with us, Mrs. Russell! Stop resisting!” One of them ordered.

Josie was shoved into a van with her eyes blindfolded. Fear gripped her heart as she exclaimed. “Who are you?”

“Take a guess, Mrs. Russell.”

“You know who I am, yet you have the nerve to offend me?”

Someone chuckled, “There aren’t many in this city who could go head-to-head with you. Why not hazard a guess?”

“Was it Arnold?” Josie blurted out involuntarily.

“Well, thanks to Mr. Carter, we were able to locate you, they admitted.

Upon hearing that, Josie couldn’t help but express her disgust, “You b*stards! Don’t try to sow discord.



Arnold is in the hospital. There’s no reason for him to plot against me.”



No matter how rough or deranged he might seem, he wouldn’t dare harm the person who had rescued him. But in Wavery, who else could be her enemy? At that moment, a name sprung out, “Ivy? Did Ivy send you?!”

It had to be Ivy, then. She must have resorted to sneaky means since she couldn’t openly confront me.

“Shut up! Enough with the gibberish!” Someone yelled at Josie.

The van drove for what seemed like an eternity, causing Josie to lose track of their location. Finally, it came to a stop. The blindfold was removed, revealing a dilapidated unfinished building before her.

They brought Josie inside and ensured her hands were tied. Looking around, she was astonished to see Ivy sitting on a broken chair on the second floor, with a computer in front of her, typing away.

Josie was taken aback, realizing there was another woman bound before her. It was none other than the fragile and helpless Summer, with blood at the corner of her lips, seemingly unconscious.

“Ivy! What’s wrong with you?! You must have gone crazy to do this to us!” Josie shouted, incredulous at the scene before her. She never expected Ivy to go to such extremes!

Upon hearing her voice, Ivy finally gazed at Josie and said, “So, you’ve come.”

It had been a long time since they last saw each other, and Josie couldn’t help but notice that Ivy had lost considerable weight. Her facial features had sharpened, emanating a colder and more ruthless demeanor.

Ivy turned off the computer and stared at Josie with a gaze filled with hatred. She then asked, “Has anyone found out about us?”

Assured and relieved, Ivy descended the stairs and approached Josie.

Through clenched teeth, she chided, “Weren’t you planning to divorce? Why haven’t you gone through with it? None of this would have happened if you had!!
 
Chapter 346 Who Would He Choose?




Fear gripped Josie as she instinctively stepped back, “So, it was you all along! You conspired with Claire to smear my name!”

“Took you long enough to realize. Tsk. I wonder why Dexter would fall for an idot like you!”


Ivy said while forcefully pushing Josic, causing her to trip and fall to the ground, leaving a bloody mark on her scraped elbow.

Josie felt a burning sensation in her elbow. She bit her lips and glared at Ivy. “Why did you do this? Even if Dexter has no feelings for you, you can stay by his side as his personal assistant. Isn’t that enough?”

“No! No! It’s all because of you! It’s your fault!” Wielding a hemp rope in her hand, Ivy ruthlessly assaulted Josie.

“If it weren’t for you, Dexter wouldn’t have sidelined me! Josie Warren, you’re good at your deceitful and despicable antics!”

Tears welled up in Josie’s eyes as the pain in her wounded elbow intensified. She took a sharp breath, realizing that Dexter had removed Ivy from her role. It now made sense why Ivy had become so unhinged.

“Have you ever thought that your repeated boundary-crossing led him to make that decision? You betrayed his trust, and that’s why things turned out like this. No one forced you to make those choices!”

Ivy’s fixation and infatuation with Dexter sent chills down Josie’s spine.

Josie’s confrontation stirred up Ivy’s anger. A cruel smirk formed on Ivy’s face as she retorted, “We were always in sync, like soulmates. No one in this world understood each other better than us. But ever since. you came, everything changed…”

Ivy’s demeanor and words revealed her unraveling state, with her head shaking frantically and her body swaying uncontrollably.

“It was you! It was you who took away his love for me!”

Ivy’s voice echoed through the room as she relentlessly lashed at Josie with the hemp rope. Beads of sweat rolled down Josie’s face from the intense physical torment.

Ivy turned away, her gaze fixed on the lush trees outside. She sighed and reminisced. “I remember I first. met Dexter; it was spring. He asked if I wanted to be his assistant with a charming smile.”

A tender smile graced Ivy’s lips as she recalled that moment. “I know deep in my heart that we would end up with each other if things had gone as planned. But you… Josie Warren! You robbed him away from me!”

Josie’s eyes remained cold and unwavering. “You’re delusional.”

“No, you’re the one who’s delusional!” Ivy’s disheveled hair added to her frenzied appearance as she squatted down, forcefully gripping Josie’s face.

“Why do you think he asked you for the recording pen? It was to protect me, Josie. Between you and me, he chose me!”

Who Would He Choose?

“Stop fooling yourself. He would never like you!”



Undoubtedly, this incident left a deep emotional wound in Josie’s heart. However, deep down, she knew Dexter didn’t do that to protect Ivy.

Ivy simply didn’t hold enough significance in Dexter’s life.

Josie’s words triggered a wave of anger within Ivy. She forcefully pushed Josie away, a sneer forming on her face. Today, I want to see if you truly matter to him!”

Confusion and worry filled Josie’s mind. What did Ivy mean? Had she told Dexter about their kidnapping?

Josie turned her gaze towards Summer, who was forced to kneel nearby. A sense of dread washed over her, “What are you going to do to us? Why involve an innocent person in our grievances?”

“Well, she’s not just anyone,” Ivy remarked, lifting Summer’s pale face with the tip of her high-heeled shoe.

“Let’s see if Dexter will choose you over her. Or vice versa.”

Josie’s thoughts raced in chaos. Ivy had gone insane, resorting to extreme measures!

“But she’s the only daughter of the Olsen family. You ought to pay with your life if anything happens to

her!”

“Do you think I still bother about my life at this point?” Ivy retorted, her voice filled with determination.

Desperate, Josie ignored the pain in her body and shouted, “Wake up! Wake up, Summer!”

But Summer remained motionless. Ivy gloated, saying, “Don’t bother. I drugged her. She won’t wake up anytime soon.”

“Ivy! No!”
 
Chapter 347 There’s Still Time to Change Your Mind




Ivy fixed a piercing gaze on Josie, her expression filled with disdain. “You’re quite the cunning one, aren’t you? Knowing your time as Mrs. Russell was limited, you seduced Arnold and won him over to your side. Impressive how you managed to maintain that relationship,” she taunted. “so, did you sleep with him?”

Josie stood her ground, her voice steady. “Arnold and I have never crossed that line. As she locked eyes with Ivy, a realization dawned on her. “You were aware of the close connection between Arnold and me, which is why you sent those photos to Dexter, pretending they came from Arnold.”


Ivy sneered, neither confirming nor denying Josie’s accusation. A sense of indifference seemned to wash over her. “You fooled me, keeping me under your control all this time!”

A subtle tremor passed through Ivy’s body, her gaze wandering as if lost in distant memories, “The first time I laid eyes on Dexter was at an airport overseas. I had lost my luggage during the check-in process, and I was in despair, unable to speak Spanish or receive proper assistance. That’s when he appeared and offered his help

“I’m not lying. I had no idea about his high status and identity then. Yet, I was attracted to him. It was love at first sight, Ivy confessed, her voice tinged with nostalgia and bitterness.

“We were only together briefly, but he lifted me out of despair, giving me a glimpse of a better life, teaching me elegance and grace.”

“I knew I didn’t deserve someone like him, but I couldn’t help but hope. And then, within just a couple of days, he offered me the position of his special assistant. These past few years by his side have felt like a dream, fulfilling beyond words.”

“But… he was heartless… He discovered my feelings for him and fired me.” Ivy showed no hint of remorse. She slowly lowered herself to a squatting position, her voice wavering with a chilling tone. “He was unbelievably heartless…”

As Josie observed her, Ivy had manifested signs of obsession with Dexter.

Josie’s words were blunt, yet they hit the mark with unwavering truth. “You knew from the start he wouldn’t have feelings for you…”

Tears streamed down Ivy’s face uncontrollably, smudging her makeup into a messy blur.

“You’re right. But why? I’m an exceptional woman. Why doesn’t he like me? Josie, it’s all because of you. Everything is because of you!”

Despite facing Ivy’s frenzied screaming, Josie remained composed. She spoke slowly, deliberately. “You can’t hold onto someone like him.”

Ivy glared at her.

Josie continued, “I can’t hold onto him either.”

“As his special assistant, you should know that women would flock to him with his status and attractiveness. Don’t you know that he could easily date multiple girlfriends simultaneously?”

Ivy momentarily contemplated Josie’s words before letting out a cold, disdainful laugh. “Are you trying to



lecture me? How presumptuous of you. Just because you’re Mrs. Russell, you think you’re above everyone else and your life is secure. Dexter understands what goes in your mind. Even if you hold the title of his wife, it won’t guarantee you any special treatment.”

Blood trickled from Josie’s mouth as she trembled with fear and anger. “At least I’m the rightful Mrs. Russell. Dexter still acknowledges me as his wife. We have no prenuptial agreement, so if we divorce, I have a claim to his assets. But what about you?”

Aware of Ivy’s plan and hoping to buy some time, Josie attempted to distract her.

Ivy tightly clenched the hemp rope, causing her fingertips to turn white.

“Ivy, just think about it. You’ve got credentials from the Russell Group that can take you places. Why settle

for this crumbling place and waste your youth? There’s still time for you to change your mind.”
 
Chapter 348 Had Suspicions Early on

Ivy’s scream reverberated through the air. “No! There’s no turning back for me, Josie! It’s too late!”




With those words, she forcefully yanked Josie off the ground and flung her beside Summer. “Now, let’s see who Dexter chooses!”


Just then, the guard stationed by the door notified Ivy, “Ms. Miller, Mr. Russell has arrived.”

Ivy lifted her head, her eyes brimming with anticipation, “Did he bring anyone with him?”

The guard surveyed the surroundings before responding. “No, he came alone.”

Josie summoned every ounce of strength to move her aching body and strained to look outside. The glaring sunlight made her squint and feel uneasy.

As the iron gate swung open, a man stepped in, bathed in a radiant halo of sunlight. But his presence exuded a dark and solemn aura.

Each of his footsteps bore down on Josie’s heart, making it difficult to catch her breath.

Ivy’s gaze locked onto Dexter, her expression bordering on madness, and she choked back tears, “Mr. Russell… you came.”

Dexter halted his steps at a distance, eyes scanning over Josie before briefly lingering.

“Weren’t you the one who asked me to come?”

He reached out to unbutton his cuff, his eyes filled with menacing intent.

“But did you come for me?” Ivy cautiously inquired, fully aware that it wasn’t the case, yet clinging to a foolish glimmer of hope.

Dexter remained silent, nonchalantly removing his coat and tossing it onto a nearby stack of wood. He then slipped the ring off his finger and stashed it in his pants pocket.

Ivy’s smile faded, and her attention turned to the two women beside her, “So, Mr. Russell, which of them. did you come for?”

Josie recoiled, a tinge of anxiety creeping in. She knew better than to place high expectations on Dexter, as she wouldn’t be the one he chose.

Dexter locked eyes with Ivy with a poker face, “What do you want?”

“I’m curious; when did you start suspecting I was behind all this?” Ivy asked with a gentle tone.

“Quite some time ago. I noticed you deleted the incoming call on my personal phone.” Though he didn’t mention explicitly whose call it was, they both knew.

Ivy shook her head in disbelief. “After all these years of serving you, you doubt me over one small

mistake?”

“Not only that,” Dexter continued, “only a few people knew about the incident at the construction site, and





even the company’s senior executives were kept in the dark. Yet, you quickly blamed Josie when you knew we had a strained relationship. Doesn’t that seem suspicious?”

Dexter was always vigilant and had a keen eye for deception. He had a knack for seeing through facades and uncovering what appeared flawless and random.

“Ivy. I wish it didn’t have to come to this,” Dexter said, his gaze unwavering. “you were someone I mentored and considered a confidante.”

The weight of Dexter’s words made it clear that Ivy held significance in his life. Tears filled Ivy’s eyes. “But just because I threatened Josie, you sidelined me! Dexter, I’ve always been loyal to you!”

“Really?” Dexter’s tone turned firm. “What about the photos of Arnold and Josie? Can you explain that? Who is your accomplice? You tell me!”

As it turned out. Dexter had been fully aware of everything all along.

Avoiding eye contact, Ivy’s guilt weighed heavily on her. “No! It wasn’t me!”

“What is it that you want?” Dexter’s patience wore thin, unable to tolerate the seemingly endless. confrontation.

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Ivy stealthily signaled a cryptic glance at the guard.

The guard wasted no time, dragging Summer towards the suspended area. He fastened her hands with a hemp rope to the steel bars, leaving her fragile form teetering by the edge, a mere step away from a fatal plunge from the second floor.

A single misstep would result in either her untimely demise or a life plagued by crippling injuries.
 
Chapter 349 Making Him Choose

Ivy brandished a knife, pressing it against Josie’s throat with a maniacal grin on her face.


“Dexter, you have to make a choice,” Ivy taunted. “save Summer, and I’ll slit Josie’s throat right now. Choose Josic, and Summer’s rope will be cut, sending her tumbling.”


“So, what’s it going to be? An easy decision?”



The knife’s edge pressed against Josie’s throat, causing her to wince in pain. She gasped for breath and looked at the man before her, his cold eyes gleaming, unsure of what to say.

Dexter locked eyes with her, his thoughts a tangled web.

“I know what you’re made of, Mr. Russell. Let’s see who’s quicker, you or my knife,” the guard standing by Summer taunted Dexter.

Dexter found himself in a stalemate, unable to handle both situations simultaneously.

“You said you love me.” Dexter suddenly spoke, his words causing Ivy to flinch instinctively.

“I’m asking you to choose between them!” Ivy’s voice quivered with anxiety, swaying under the influence of Dexter’s hidden agenda.

“Are you sure you really love me?” He chuckled lightly, exuding a sinister charm in the midst of this twisted situation.

“If you had confessed your feelings earlier, you could have become Mrs. Russell. But you didn’t; how was I supposed to know?”

Ivy locked eyes with him, her gaze filled with unmistakable affection, her hand trembling as the knife sliced into Josie’s skin, causing her pain.

“Are you insinuating that you would have chosen me over Josie?”

“Of course, when I decided to marry, I simply needed a woman for the role. It could have been anyone,”

Dexter took a subtle step forward, his words carrying a convincing tone.

Ivy grew wary, “But you said something different before…”

“We were simply boss and employee. I had to maintain that professional boundary, of course. But things have changed now. I honestly don’t have any romantic feelings for her. If you had confessed your feelings for me earlier, you would have had the upper hand, Dexter explained.

So, Ivy was right. Dexter had no feelings for me. Josie’s heart trembled, realizing Dexter was really skilled in manipulation.

Ivy cautiously backed away while keeping Josie close, her suspicion still lingering, “You’re lying! The Dexter I know wouldn’t come unprepared. Did you call someone? Did you inform the police?”

She immediately gestured for someone to check outside, shouting loudly, and tightened her grip on the knife, “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll kill them?”



His expression grew grim. Dexter remained still, no longer advancing.

“I didn’t call anyone.”

The guard returned from checking and confirmed that no one followed them.



Ivy felt slightly relieved, saying, “Now, it’s time for you to choose. On one side is your lawful Mrs. Russell, and on the other is Summer, the daughter of the Olsen family. I wonder who will be your pick. If something were to happen to Mrs. Russell, the entire Wavery would know that you, Dexter, are a widower. And if any harm befalls Summer, the Olsen family will never let you and the Russell family go unscathed.”

“For a guy like you, who always puts your own interests first, this is no doubt a tough call. Oh, Mr. Russell, I’ve really made things complicated for you.”

Dexter arched an eyebrow in response, pointing towards Josie.

Amidst Josie’s burning and terrified gaze, a hoarse voice suddenly emerged, “Dex!”

Unexpectedly, at that moment.

Summer regained consciousness, swaying violently in mid-air, consumed by sheer terror. “How did I end up here? Dex, help me!”

Her once cold and beautiful face displayed intense fear as she gazed wide-eyed at her surroundings, trembling, crying, and desperately calling out to Dex. pleading for help.

Her cries were so heart-wrenching that even Josie was moved.

“Summer!” Dexter’s hand clenched, veins bulging with tension, as he hurried a few steps toward her in a state of anxiety.

Witnessing that scene, Josie closed her eyes and flashed a bitter smile.
 
Chapter 350 In This Together

Ivy grinned with satisfaction, loosening her grip slightly. But just then, Dexter, facing the other way. abruptly turned around and charged toward them.


He swung his leg, landing a powerful kick right in Ivy’s vulnerable spot.


Ivy’s face instantly paled, and in that moment of pain. Dexter swiftly seized the opportunity. overpowering her and pinning her to the ground.

The knife clattered to the ground.

His movements were fluid and precise. On this hand, Josie was relieved. She quickly crawled away, gasping for breath as she observed the unfolding scene.

Dexter firmly restrained Ivy, catching her off guard with agility and speed. In a panic, Ivy shouted to the guard. “Push her down!”

The guard, hearing her command, promptly moved to cut the rope. Fearing for her life, Summer cried out, “Dex!”

Josie’s instinct kicked in, and despite her injuries weighing her down, she leaned forward, desperately wanting to save Summer.

Fortunately, the rope was too thick to be severed immediately. Dexter’s expression shifted dramatically. and he swiftly rose to his feet, rushing towards Summer. Josie could only watch helplessly as he decisively left her side.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside.

Arnold had arrived, wielding a gun from his wheelchair. In one swift motion, he disabled the guard by shooting his leg, preventing him from cutting the rope that held Summer.

However, she was already teetering on the edge, ready to fall with the slightest movement.

Josie fixated her gaze on the unfolding scene.

Just as Summer was about to plummet, Dexter lunged forward, grasping her wrist. Gravity pulled against them, his body scraping against the rough ground, nearly being dragged down.

Summer looked up at Dexter, her voice shaky. “Dex.”

“Hang on!” Dexter clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his neck. “Summer, you have to hold on.”

Amid the chaos, Arnold’s men were still locked in combat with the remaining guards, leaving Dexter without immediate assistance.

Following Ivy’s command, the injured guard grabbed a wooden stick and mercilessly swung it toward Dexter’s shoulder and neck, aiming to kill him.

“Dodge!” Josie cried out, her voice reaching Dexter’s ears. He swiftly turned his head, narrowly avoiding the deadly strike.



However, the guard showed no mercy. Relentlessly, he unleashed a barrage of brutal strikes upon Dexter’s immobile leg, each piercing Josie’s heart like a knife.

Sweat dripped down Dexter’s forehead as the pain surged through his body. His strength was depleting

Even Summer, trembling beside him, shook her head. “Let go, Dex. Just let go of me.”

Dexter emitted a furious roar without uttering a word in response.

“Just let go!” Summer pleaded, her voice filled with anguish.

“I’ve been nothing but a burden all this time. I’ve loved you wholeheartedly, but my love was never reciprocated. Dex, all I ever wanted was to see you happy. So, even if I die, don’t blame yourself, and please live a fulfilling life.

“Quit with the doomsday talk, Summer! We’re in this together, okay?” Dexter’s words strained through his gritted teeth.

“No…”

Dexter and Summer looked like a couple on the brink of separation in life or death. Josie couldn’t help but feel anxious and moved by their intense emotions.

“Hold on tight!” Dexter grabbed onto the rough wall, leaving bloody smears behind.

“Quick!” Arnold shielded his wound, propelling the wheelchair with one hand while gripping the gun, his gaze fixed on the guard behind Dexter. He squinted and sidelined a shot at the hand holding the wooden stick.

The guard went down in a tumble, completely immobilized.

With no more obstacles, Dexter breathed a small sigh of relief. Clenching his teeth, he mustered every ounce of his strength to haul Summer up.

Eventually, they both collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, and everyone around breathed a sigh of relief.

Summer clung to Dexter at that moment, a mix of anxiety and joy in her voice, “Dex, I thought I was going to die…”

The disheveled and breathless man grinned in relief, having escaped the clutches of death, as he gently caressed her head, “We made it. We’re safe now.”

Josie’s smile slowly faded, and a somber expression replaced it.
 
Chapter 351 He Chose Summer

And at that moment, Arnold’s voice pierced through the chaos, causing Josie’s heart to skip a beat, Josier”


Ivy, who had been knocked down by Dexter, unexpectedly rose and snatched the knife from the ground. forcefully thrusting it into Joste’s abdomen.


The sudden attack caught Josie off guard, and her face turned pale as her eyes fixated on the scene of Dexter and Summer locked in an embrace. Ivy’s eerie voice echoed in her cars, ‘So he’s made his choice

now…

With each passing moment, Ivy increased the pressure, driving the knife deeper into Josie’s body.

Josie stared blankly, her gaze drifting down to see her blood pooling around her, a disturbing amount of blood.

Unbeknownst to her, Dexter’s expression had changed; his face was contorted with disbelief and devastation. “No! Josie!”

The sky hadn’t fully brightened yet, and a faint hue of pale blue colored the distant horizon.

Leaning against the railing, a man stood there, his attire now different.

He wore a simple, solid-colored shirt with a couple of buttons undone, and his sleeves were rolled up a couple of layers.

Even in the gradually brightening sky, one could still make out the untreated wounds on his arms. smudged with dried blood from the friction.

Emanating a menacing aura, and his face contorted with anger.

Standing alongside him were his subordinates, one kneeling on the ground. “It’s my fault, Mr. Russell. I screwed up by not realizing that Mrs. Russell was being followed and left vulnerable. I take full responsibility and am ready for whatever punishment you see fit.”

The atmosphere in the room grew tense as the weight of responsibility settled upon them. All the bodyguards were acutely aware that the stakes were high, and any harm that befell Josie under their watch, they would face harsh consequences.

The man nonchalantly flicked his cigarette, watching the ashes scattered in the air, his gaze fixed on the expansive sea. With a steady voice, he broke the silence. “How long have you been on my payroll?”

The person stammered in fright, “A… a… a year.”

Dexter’s smile sent shivers down the spines of those present, his aura cold and indifferent. His bodyguards sank to their knees one by one, acknowledging his unwavering authority.

He snuffed out the cigarette, his gaze slowly turning toward the person. His tone was eerily calm. “A year? Yet you failed me. Screwed up my rules and expectations! Do you have any idea the sh*t you put me in? How on earth can I trust someone as incompetent as you?”

“I… I didn’t expect Ivy would betray us and harm Mrs. Russell. So, I didn’t beef up the security…”



The person’s feeble defense crumbled under the man’s overpowering presence.



Dexter’s gaze passed over the kneeling figure, catching a glimpse of a figure in a white cloak bustling about. Josie was being attended to and rescued in the surgery.

Speaking deliberately. Dexter’s voice tinted with fury and seriousness. “I’m not going to deal with you guys right now. You should know you’ve failed me miserably! But let me make myself clear, if anything happens to that woman in there, every single one of you will pay with your lives!”

His demeanor remained cold and stern, and the subordinates quickly cowered down. They had worked for Dexter for a year but had never seen him this furious. Usually, he was indifferent and aloof. This time. they had indeed struck a nerve.

“Get out!”

The space beside him cleared as the room’s door finally swung open. Anderson, the top surgeon from Wavery Hospital, removed his blood-stained gloves and walked up to Dexter. He couldn’t help but comment. “I remember you never smoke.”

In fact, Anderson had an important surgery scheduled today, with the patient already on the operating table. However, the hospital director coerced him to take Josie’s case, promising to take responsibility if anything went wrong with his patient.

It turned out the hospital director wanted Anderson to rush over and save the daughter-in-law of the Russell family!

Dexter’s expression softened slightly upon seeing Anderson’s disheveled state. He squinted his eyes, signaling that Anderson should refrain from any ambiguous remarks.

“Thank the heavens you got her here just in time, and the emergency procedures were executed without delay. She was almost a goner, but we were able to save her. Anyway, once the anesthesia wears off, she’ll wake up.

Dexter nodded, refraining from unnecessary words.
 
Chapter 352 Didn’t Recognize Him

Anderson let out a sigh, crossed his arms, and fixed his gaze on Dexter, pondering the mysterious depths of his character. Dexter was an enigma.


As an executive of the influential Russell Group and a prominent figure in the country. Dexter was known for his exceptional strategic planning skills. Since his early twenties, he had earned a formidable reputation, instilling fear in both allies and adversaries. Dexter possessed remarkable competence and charm, attracting the attention of both men and women. He was indeed a force to be reckoned with.


Anderson couldn’t help but be perplexed by the fact that Dexter had managed to captivate the unwavering devotion of three women to the point where they were willing to put their lives on the line for him.

It was mind-boggling!

Josie remained unconscious for two days, oblivious to the events unfolding around her.

During that time, the necessary procedures were carried out without any interruptions. When the police arrived, Arnold willingly handed over the gun cooperatively, “The gun was legally obtained from the shooting range.

After a thorough inspection, the police decided not to pursue the matter further.

The police targeted to review the surveillance footage and address the public’s anxieties.

Arnold’s tone was curt. Seated in a wheelchair, he turned to Dexter, who had just finished giving his statement, “If there are any issues, I’ll take care of them.”

Without explicitly mentioning Summer or Josie, Dexter knew who he referred to.

Josie slowly emerged from her unconscious state, awakening to the soft twilight. The gentle glow of light caressed her face, unveiling an unfamiliar environment. Every slight movement sparked sharp pangs in her shoulders.

Dexter’s injury had received treatment, while his demeanor exuded a distant and detached air, like a solitary snow-capped peak, evoking a sense of abandonment.

The woman resting on the bed resembled a delicate porcelain doll, her beauty still evident despite her fragility.

Dexter longed for her vibrant and spirited self, like a flustered kitten baring its claws.

His voice softened. Leaning closer, “Are you awake?”

Josie stared at him intently, blinked with innocence, and asked, “Who are you?”

Dexter glanced at Anderson beside him, questioning his medical expertise.

Anderson appeared puzzled, “Is something wrong?”

The man’s tone turned cold, “Amnesia?”

Anderson looked at Josie and replied, “It doesn’t add up. The wound is on her body. What does it have to



do with her memory?”

Josie bombarded them with a barrage of questions, “Who are you guys? Why am I here? Why am I injured?”

Furrowing his brow, Anderson asked Josie, “Are you sure you haven’t seen this man before



Josie met Dexter’s intense gaze, shaking her head in confusion. Dexter leaned closer, his fingers delicately touching her face. With a piercing stare, his fingers trailed down to her chin, firmly gripping it.

“Josie,” he said, his gaze unwavering. “you don’t recognize me, do you?”

Josie’s eyes were clear and fearless. She struggled to speak, “You’re so intense.”

Dexter loosened his grip slightly but soon tightened it again, a hint of mockery on his lips. “Is that so? Maybe I should reconsider your father’s treatment.”

The newly awakened woman grew agitated in an instant.

She kicked her legs, fighting to break free from Dexter’s hold. “Let go of me, you jerk! Leave me alone!”

As Josie had hoped, Dexter let go of her, stood upright, and observed her frantic efforts with a nonchalant expression as if she were merely an insignificant ant. Tears streamed down Josie’s face, mingling with her messy hair.

The last moments before losing consciousness replayed in her mind. Josie felt a sense of regret, realizing that instead of fleeing, she had stayed to witness the chaos. She had always been cautious and valued her life, yet she consciously decided to stay… What on earth was she thinking? Had she lost her mind?!

Her chest rose and fell heavily, causing the wound to throb unbearably. She tried to compose herself, though tears continued to stain her cheeks.

All the time Anderson had known Dexter, he had never seen a woman speak to him so boldly. Josie was definitely throwing caution to the wind.

Dexter glanced at Anderson, prompting him to quickly shift his demeanor. Anderson gently tucked Josie in and spoke with tenderness, “Please calm down. Let’s prioritize healing your injuries for now.”
 
Chapter 353 When I Apologized to You

Anderson knew Dexter, but they weren’t particularly close, so he had no clue who Josie was However, observing their interaction, Anderson could tell that Dexter held significant concern for her.


Gasping in pain. Josie clenched her eyes shut. Dexter noticed her avoidance of eye contact, and his expression turned serious. “I won’t halt your father’s treatment. Your injuries are severe, so rest up”


With that, Dexter turned to leave, but Josie suddenly asked. “What happened to Ivy?”

“She realized there was no going back for her crime. She took a knife and ended her own life,” Dexter calmly revealed, a glimmer of concealed vengeance flickering in his eyes.

Ivy didn’t even wait for the police to arrive.

“Ivy is dead….” Josie repeated numbly, the words sinking in. “And what about Summer?”

“The Olsens took her away, saying they would go through a thorough investigation,” Dexter’s eyes curved slightly.

“That’s a relief,” Josie murmured, finding solace in knowing that the Olsen family would support Summer no matter what.

She looked up, staring motionlessly at the man. “How much do you know about Ivy’s scheme?”

“I received a call only when you were taken away,” Dexter seemed genuinely unaware. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so passive during the rescue process.

“Arnold. You brought him there,” she stated matter-of-factly.

“It was a dire situation. I couldn’t think of anyone but him.” Dexter replied, meeting her gaze. “but I didn’t expect him to come alone.”

Both of them understood what it meant, and silence settled between them.

Josie’s mind was brimming with unspoken thoughts, but she grappled with where to begin. With a tinge of sarcasm, she addressed Dexter, “Well, Mr. Russell, it seems like the people around you always find themselves in unfortunate situations.”

Dexter’s gaze briefly swept over her abdominal wound, his expression growing solemn, “This time is my bad. I will make it right.”

“Make it right?” Josie sneered coldly, “And how do you plan to do that?”

Anderson was becoming perplexed. He knew the whole story; logically, it wasn’t Dexter’s fault. In fact, it was remarkable that he had managed to save both of them in such dire circumstances. So why did Josie harbor such resentment towards him?

Dexter took a seat nearby, facing Josie directly. “What do you want?”

In the dim twilight, the woman’s face appeared ashen. Instead of answering directly, she asked, “You came back early because you knew Summer had returned, right? Did you go to see her?”



That was the truth, and Dexter had no intention of hiding it anymore.

“Yes, I did.”

Josie said coldly and then averted her gaze. I rest my case.”

Ivy’s words still echoed. ‘So he chose Summer….

Indeed, Dexter had always chosen Summer over her.

Dexter got up and left.

Josie stared at the spot where the man disappeared at the doorway, the corner of his coat fluttering as if she could still smell the long-lost tobacco scent. She felt like crying.

Stop it, Josie! What’s the matter now?

What is there to cry about?

Anderson handed her a tissue and gently wiped away her tears, comforting her softly. “No need to be sad. Mr. Russell has rounded up everyone under Ivy’s command because of what happened to you. If you don’t wake up, not a single one of them will escape.”

Josie paused, surprised by his words.

After that, Dexter was noticeably absent for the next three days. He was occupied with dealing with the aftermath of the situation.

Anderson stayed in Mason Garden to nurse Josie back to health. His smile never wavered, even in the face of her coldness or reluctance to take medicine, “Mrs. Russell, trust me. You wouldn’t want this wound to leave a lasting scar on your beautiful skin.”

Eventually, Josie would relent and allow Anderson to tend to her.

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Chapter 354 Making up Stories




Josie remained confined to the main bedroom, constantly under surveillance. She felt more like she was being monitored than cared for.

Sitting up was a challenge. At times she would find herself gazing at the ceiling, overwhelmed by a long- forgotten fear. Lately, her nights of sleep were haunted by visions of Dexter and Summer embracing in that abandoned factory.


Anderson prepared her oral medication, crushing it and mixing it with water. He asked curiously, “You’ve been so quiet. Why don’t you talk to me? Do you still have feelings for Dexter?”

Josie glanced at him, and Anderson pulled a piece of candy from his pocket, trying to tempt her.

Looking at the unfamiliar face before her, Josie was intrigued to make fun of him, “You may find it hard to believe, but I’m his ex-wife.”

Anderson was taken aback, “Ex-wife?”

Josie sighed frustratedly, recounting her fabricated past, “I met him when I was just sixteen, and he was a nobody. I married him despite all the difficulties we faced. But as soon as he became wealthy, everything changed. He cheated on me with another woman, and she had a terrible postpartum hemorrhage. And guess what? He had the audacity to ask me to donate blood to her…”

Anderson’s eyebrows shot up in astonishment, nearly disappearing into his hairline. Under normal circumstances, he would have dismissed such a story as unbelievable. Dexter didn’t fit the mold of someone who would do that.

Yet, Josie’s tear-filled eyes and the mix of determination and anguish on her face lent her words an air of credibility.

Anderson consoled her. “Alright. Alright. Crying will hurt your wound. It’s all in the past now…”

“Dexter is an ungrateful bast*rd!” Josie sobbed and asked, “Anderson, have you just started working for

him?”

“We’ve had some acquaintance, but I don’t know much about him. That’s why I didn’t recognize you,” Anderson replied.

Josie pleaded desperately, her voice filled with urgency, “Please, you have to listen to me. He’s not a good person. I beg you, let me go. I’ve finally managed to escape his control and never want to come back here. Please let me go…”

Anderson hesitated, caught off guard by the intensity of Josie’s plea. His initial curiosity had been mere gossip, but now he was confronted with a shocking revelation.

Anderson’s jaw dropped at the revelation that Dexter had been married before. He couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that there was a whole strange and unexpected backstory behind Dexter’s calm and collected exterior.

Seizing the opportunity presented by Anderson’s brief hesitation, Josie pressed on, her voice filled with desperation. “Imagine yourself in my position. Could you bear such hardships?”

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Anderson sympathized with Josie’s plea, but he felt powerless. Tm sorry, but I cannot release you without Mr. Russell’s permission.”

Josie fell silent immediately, choosing not to say another word. She closed her eyes and played dead.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the room, the man sitting in the main chair heard every word Josie spoke through the monitor. He observed her transformation from a sad expression to impatience while lying in bed.

Dexter’s gaze turned icy as he stared at the woman on the bed. His eyebrow raised slightly, and a chilling aura emanated from him.

Larry, his secretary, was sweating profusely, standing behind him.

Dexter couldn’t believe that Josie dared to fabricate such stories.

A knock on the door interrupted the tense atmosphere. It was Anderson. His current mood mirrored Larry’s, visibly uneasy and apprehensive.

Dexter pulled open the drawer before him and retrieved his cell phone, absentmindedly scrolling through

“Um, hey, there’s no need to treat… your ex-wife like that,” Anderson stammered, attempting to be their mediator.

Dexter ignored him, placing the phone on the table without glancing at it. He stood up, tapped the table with his fingers, and walked out of the room without a word.

“She’s still my wife. We’ve never gotten divorced,” he muttered under his breath.

Anderson and Larry exchanged bewildered glances, examining the illuminated phone screen together. It displayed the same story Josie had tearfully recounted, with over a hundred search results for the same melodramatic novel.

Anderson was left speechless once again, confronted with yet another shocking revelation.
 
Chapter 355 Olsen family’s Stance




Dexter cast a contemptuous glare at Larry and Anderson. He couldn’t believe he had such dim-witted subordinates.

“Can’t believe you fell for it, Dr. Monte.”


“How was I supposed to know? She seemed so genuine!

Dexter stood outside the door, his footsteps faltering for a moment. Josie was a master of deception, able to lie without flinching.

Josie’s injuries, though not life-threatening, healed rapidly under Anderson’s attentive care.

Dexter had instructed the subordinates not to inform Henry about the incident, so Josie had been undisturbed for the past few days.

Every now and then, Anderson would accompany Josie to the courtyard of Mason Garden, allowing her to breathe in the fresh air. The courtyard featured a small pond with vibrant carp, while the late spring and early summer brought forth blooming flowers, filling the air with the sweet scent of jasmine.

Nestled near Wavery TV Station, Mason Garden served as a tranquil oasis amidst the bustling city

Unbeknownst to them, time had swiftly passed, and Josie had been residing in Mason Garden for nearly a

year.

“You know, Dr. Monte, it baffles me that you chose to become Dexter’s personal doctor. With your medical skills, you could have easily become a renowned doctor in a top hospital and earned praise from many people,”

Anderson clarified, “Well, my main role is still being an employee at the hospital. But truth be told, Mr. Russell played a significant role in shaping my career. He sponsored my studies abroad, which led me to where I am today.”

Despite his old-fashioned name, Anderson was far from being old-fashioned or outdated.

“We can’t be so shallow. The purpose of being a doctor is to help and save people, Anderson said, a warm smile on his face as he looked at the petite woman standing before him. He never imagined that someone as comical as Josie would end up marrying Dexter.

“On the day you got injured, I was about to enter the operating room. The patient was already under anesthesia when the hospital director suddenly appeared and personally asked me to save another patient. So, I was whisked away, and the surgery was replaced by another attending physician. That time, I thought it must be some high-ranking official needing urgent medical attention, but little did I know it was you. And to my surprise, you are Dexter’s wife,”

Josie was equally taken aback by the revelation, “But why did he do that?”

Anderson chose his words carefully. “Never underestimate your place in his heart. When you were in a life-and-death situation, he didn’t hesitate to choose you.”

Puzzled. Josie took a deep breath, feeling a twinge of pain in her wound, “Is that so…. but when it came to choosing between Summer and me, he didn’t choose me.”

At that moment, her phone on the side buzzed. It was a message.



Laura: ‘Hey! How are you? Is everything alright? It seems like the Olsens have gotten wind of the shocking incident.

Josie: ‘So, what’s their reaction and stance?’

Lauras They’re furious. Really, really mad!

Josie, you shouldn’t underestimate Summer’s importance to the Olsen family. Her family has explicitly forbidden her from having any contact with Dexter. They don’t fear the Russell family; they’re solely concerned about their daughter’s safety.

Josie stared at the words on the screen for a while and thought to herself. It must feel amazing to have such strong family support as Summer’s.

Josie hesitated for a moment before typing her message, then deleting it. Finally, she asked, ‘And how are things going for you in the Olsen family?”

After a brief pause, Laura replied, ‘It’s complicated living under someone else’s roof.

It seemed things weren’t going smoothly for her, ‘Aren’t you friends with Summer?”

After a longer pause, Laura responded, ‘Our relationship isn’t as close as the one I have with you.

The intricacies of high society relationships were hard to decipher.

Josie couldn’t shake off a sense of loneliness as she continued typing her message. Despite the material wealth and luxurious lifestyle, Laura yearned for the warmth and support of a loving family.

Dexter had been occupied with various matters lately. After dealing with Ivy’s issues, numerous tasks still demanded his attention, and he hadn’t had much rest in the past few days.

Larry carefully observed Dexter’s words and expressions. Despite Dexter’s seemingly indifferent and nonchalant attitude towards Josie, there was an underlying sense of guilt emanating from him. But what was the source of this guilt?

Larry hesitated for a moment before speaking, his gaze focused on the rearview mirror, where he could see Dexter resting his eyes in the backseat, “Mr. Russell, Mr. Yanis, and the others are aware of your arrival, and they would like to have a face-to-face conversation with you.”

“I don’t want to see them, Dexter declined, leaving no room for negotiation.

Larry maintained his silence, understanding the weight of Dexter’s decision.
 
Chapter 356 Bring Her Home

Dexter slowly opened his eyes. “Stop the car,” he demanded.




The car behind had been following them around for the past two days. It must be the people sent by the police to tail them. To avoid any problems, he chose not to hide from the police.


Dexter walked towards the car that had stopped beside them, carrying a bottle of water.

Summer watched as the man approached her car and stood by the door, gently knocking on her car door.

Dexter handed her the water bottle and inquired, “What brings you here? Are you feeling better?” He gazed at her with a slight grin.

When Summer saw him, she smiled widely, her small face shining with joy. “I’m conducting research at the Russell Group. I wonder if I could have an interview with Mr. Russell?”

As a researcher, she was tasked with creating a thorough due diligence report on several major corporations. This job was not a typical one for someone with her background.

However, she was exceptionally good at her job.

While maintaining eye contact, Dexter replied, “I have three meetings scheduled and won’t be available until after midnight. If you don’t mind waiting, we can have it after my meetings.”

Summer was in disbelief. She glanced down at her watch and saw that it was already six o’clock.

She believed Dexter was insane for maintaining such a hectic schedule. Over the past few days, she had been getting less than six hours of sleep each night as she followed him around.

He never took a break from traveling as he had a packed schedule. “Dex, please take care of yourself and prioritize your health,” she gently reminded him as he handed her a bottle of water.

Dexter chuckled and walked away.

Following the incident at the factory, Summer’s desire for his attention grew stronger.

Whenever Dexter thought of the incident, he was reminded of Josie, and his face would grow grimmer.

Summer watched warily as the man walked away, her grip on the bottle tightening.

Despite her family’s disapproval, she snuck out to find him. No matter what, she was determined not to give up on this man.

After all, he persevered and rescued her from the factory, never giving up on her.

The location for Dexter’s final meeting was changed unexpectedly.

When the residents of Wavery learned about the incident at the factory, they decided to host a gathering to welcome him, which took place at a bar.

This place was only frequented by people from wealthy backgrounds. Summer was curious, trailing behind Dexter as she attempted to enter the bar.

They were individuals who had resided in Wavery for an extended period to work for Dexter. Although he was uneasy with their excessive eagerness, Dexter had to keep them satisfied to uphold a strong



alliance.

Summer hurriedly followed Dexter through the busy crowd but was stopped by an employee. “Miss, you’ve been here for a while. Would you like to order a drink?”

Two hours later, Dexter’s meeting came to an end.

Summer lay sprawled across the table, her face flushed from the alcohol. The empty glasses in front of her were a testament to her drinking. Dex leaned in closer to hear what she was saying. “Dex, wait for me,” she mumbled under her breath.

When they returned to the Mason Garden, Anderson was awakened in the middle of the night to prepare a hangover soup.

Summer had a low alcohol tolerance and would become a child-like mess when drunk, flailing her arms and making loud banging noises as she knocked things over.

Dexter remained rooted to his spot.

Anderson stared at him suspiciously, but his expression wasn’t giving anything away.

Dexter’s secretary’s explanation of what had happened left him gasping in shock. “How have I never noticed Mr. Russell’s popularity?” he wondered aloud.

He brought another girl here, even though one was still recovering.

Dexter’s icy glare could have cut through steel. Keep your voice down,” he hissed, raising his hands in surrender. There are still patients inside?

Dexter thought of Josie, but his spiritless eyes betrayed no hint of emotion.

Anderson entered his bedroom, unaware of the man struggling to restrain Summer’s flailing arms.
 
Chapter 357 We Meet Again




Josie tossed and turned in the unfamiliar bed, unable to fall back asleep after being awoken by the noise outside.

The following day, she woke up feeling like a truck had hit her. She was drowsy, nauseous, and her head was pounding.


She rubbed her eyes as she walked out of the bedroom, startled to see someone else coming out of the room opposite hers.

Their eyes met, and they froze.

Oh, there’s a new girl, but she looks familiar. It’s Summer.

Summer’s curled hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her petite face. Her eyes were large and luminous, even in the morning light. She was naturally beautiful, with an undeniable charisma.

Summer met Josie’s gaze, her eyes steady and unwavering. She then nodded at Josie and said, “We’ll meet again.

Josie stood still before her, her heart pounding in her chest.

Summer rubbed her temples and sighed. “Are you feeling any better?” She shifted her gaze to Josie’s stomach. “No one could have predicted this. Please don’t blame Dex.”

Summer spoke with such familiarity and intimacy that if anyone overheard, they might think she was his wife.

Josie pressed her lips into a tight-lipped smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t.”

Summer’s smile faded as she spoke, “I had too much to drink last night. I didn’t think Dex would bring me back here. I hope we didn’t wake you up.”

Throughout their conversation, Summer refused to address Josie as “Mrs. Russell.” She couldn’t bring herself to accept that Josie was Dex’s wife.

Josie shook her head and walked past Summer, heading for the stairs.

Summer watched her go, tilting her head in confusion.

There were many rooms in the Mason Garden, but she knew exactly which one Dexter was in. She raised her arms to knock on the door, wincing as she pulled at her injured waist. Her face twisted in agony.

The secretary gasped in surprise as he saw Mrs. Russell standing there. “Mrs. Russell?” he asked.

“I want to see Dexter.”

Tm sorry, but Mr. Russell is taking a rest, the secretary said, flustered. “No one’s allowed to go inside.”

“Tsk,” Josie clucked her tongue. “If he’s asleep, why are you here? Are you hiding something from me?”

The secretary’s cheeks flushed with redness.

He had no choice but to open the door to clear Josie’s doubts.



As soon as she entered the room, Josie saw that it was divided into two sections. Dexter was in the next

room.

“Dexter!” she called out loudly.

The socretary stared at her in disbelief. “Mrs. Russell, Mr. Russell is still in bed. He will be furious if his sleep is disturbed. Please don’t…” he pleaded, stepping in front of her to block her path.

Josie felt her head spinning with anger. Her eyes narrowed as she pointed at the secretary. “Out of my way, she warned.

“Mrs. Russell, please, the secretary said, taken aback by Josie’s outburst.

“I’ll kiss you if you don’t move, Josie said, leaning in close.

The secretary’s eyes widened in fear.

Dexter, who was awake in his office, heard the commotion and spoke into his Bluetooth earpiece. “Let her in.”

The secretary let out a sigh of relief and quickly stepped aside. Josie pushed open the door and marched into the office.

“Dexter, why did you bring Summer into the Mason Garden?” she demanded.

Josie gasped and covered her eyes as she saw Dexter standing in the doorway, shirtless and dripping wet.

His muscles were clearly defined, and his belt was undone, hanging loosely around his waist. He tilted his head as he towel-dried his hair, sending a spray of water droplets flying.

The scent of soap and shampoo filled the room.

Josie stood there, frozen in place, her mind racing.

She hated Dexter, but she couldn’t deny that he was attractive. She felt her heart pounding in her chest as she watched him.

She was captivated by his body and his handsome features.

Dexter tossed his towel aside and glanced at her with indifference. “When have I ever needed your permission to bring someone home?”

Josie lowered her hands and walked towards him. “Now that I think about it, Mr. Russell has never cared about bringing random people home. As long as you’re interested in them, you’ll bring them home. After all, she’s the girl who always makes you break your own rules. I just never thought you would have the audacity to disrespect me. I am your wife. Do you have to humiliate me like this?”
 
Chapter 358 She Was Jealous




“Josic, Dexter said, his voice calm and composed. “If people found out Summer was with me after she got drunk, her reputation would be destroyed.”

He had no choice but to bring her home.


“Her reputation? Didn’t she lose it when she locked you in the hotel room?” Josie asked, her eyes flashing with anger.

Dexter stared at her in disbelief. “Do you know what you’re saying?”

Josie couldn’t hold back her true feelings. She knew she had stepped over a line when she saw Dexter’s piercing glare.

She turned around hastily, ready to leave the room. I’ll leave now,” she muttered.

Dexter grabbed her wrist tightly, stopping her from leaving. His vigorous action accidentally pulled at her wound, causing her to wince in pain.

Dexter gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

Dexter’s gaze was sharp and grim, his expression resolute.

He stood close to her, and Josie inhaled the clean, fresh scent of his skin.

Dexter’s face was a paradox of softness and coldness. His features were naturally clear and clean, yet they exuded a chill that made others admire him from a distance.

He was the kind of man who would have many admirers, even if he didn’t have the wealth and power he had now.

Josie felt her heart swell as she saw him up close for the first time in a long time.

Dexter locked his eyes on hers and asked, “Are you jealous?”

Josie froze for a moment, taken aback by his question. “Me? Jealous? Of who?” she stammered.

She was glad that he couldn’t hear the pounding of her heart.

Dexter leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear. “Josie, you came here to find me because you’re jealous,” he whispered.

Josie felt heat rising in her cheeks as Dexter’s words washed over her. Her anger had melted away. replaced by a warm and unfamiliar feeling.

“You’re blaming me for saving Summer.”

Josie stood frozen in place, her heart hammering in her chest. Dexter’s words had cut through her like a knife, exposing her deepest feelings.

“If I hadn’t brought her home, would you have come to find me?”

Dexter’s lips were cold, but they left a trail of warmth wherever they touched.

Josie’s breath caught in her throat as soon as Dexter’s lips met hers. She couldn’t think of anything else.



He was right about Summer. If she didn’t show up at the house, Josie wouldn’t have come looking for him.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss. Dexter started out softly, savoring the feel of her lips against his. But as the kiss deepened, his passion grew more intense, and he bit her lips as if to express his pent-up

frustrations.

She gasped when she felt the prick of his teeth on her lips. She tried to push him away, but he held her tighter, pressing the back of her head and moving closer.

The taste of Dexter’s lips and his touch were so familiar. Josie had desired them for a long time.

The thumping in her chest grew louder, and soon tears streamed down her cheeks. Dexter stopped when he tasted her teardrops.

“Couldn’t you be gentler?” she asked helplessly.

“You’ve been ignoring me for days, he said in a deep, hoarse voice. “Why should I be gentle with you?”

Josie was speechless.

Dexter leaned into her, lips pressed into hers as if he had longed for her kiss in that short pause.

He could tell that she had become slimmer.

As he kissed her passionately, his hands moved higher over her waist. Josie moaned in pain as he touched

her bare skin.

Her moan almost made him lose grasp of his sanity.

Josie’s lips were rosy. With her forehead creased, she told him. “The wound hasn’t healed.”

Dexter took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He turned around and buttoned up his shirt, fully recovered from their shared passion. His glossy eyes lost their glow and resumed their solemn state.

He never intended to take it any further. His desire simply got the better of him. He had only wanted to calm Josie down from her sudden outbursts, but he was carried away by the heat of the moment.
 
Chapter 359 Meet A Friend




Dexter had a wound on his leg, a ghastly scar that looked like it had been treated before.

Josie recalled the time Dexter had saved Summer in the factory when the bodyguard had hit him with a wooden stick without mercy. Her eyes darkened with worry as she asked, “Are you having any trouble walking?”


“No,” Dexter said, pulling on his pants to cover the scar. It’ll be better in a few days.”

Josie didn’t believe him. He had suffered a severe injury that had required him to stay in bed for several days before he could even walk normally again.

“Dexter,” she said, her voice firm. “What were you thinking during the ten minutes it took you to save Summer?”

Dexter stopped putting on his clothes and stood still, his mind racing back to the moment of the attack. After a moment, he said, “She had to survive.”

“Why?”

Josie, she’s part of the Olsen family.”

Ivy’s last words before she died still echoed in his mind. She had told him that choosing Summer would. benefit him.

Dexter only cared about his profits, not Summer.

Josie’s eyes were fixed on his silhouette as the truth dawned on her. She felt strangely at peace, as if she had expected him to act this way all along.

What was there to be upset about?

Summer waited patiently downstairs. Mrs. Carroll had brought her a bowl of soup to help her recover from her hangover. “Ms. Olsen, please let me know if you need anything else.”

ummer smiled warmly at Mrs. Carroll. “You’ve been a great help,” she said. “You don’t have to treat me as

guest, as I’ll be here more often.”

Mrs. Carroll was taken aback by what Summer said. She nodded her head awkwardly and walked away without answering.

“You’re awake,” Dexter called from the second floor. He buttoned his cuffs as he walked down the stairs.

Summer glanced behind him and smiled coyly when she saw he was alone. “Dex,” she said, “I’m sorry for bothering you last night. You could have called the Olsens. They would have sent someone to get me.”

Dexter pulled out a chair and sat down. “You must know that your parents despise me very much,” he responded.

Summer chuckled at his remark. “No, that’s not true. They often compliment you in front of me, and I know they appreciate your work.”

Dexter shook his head. “An elite student from London working as a researcher in a small company? Don’t you feel like you deserve better?”



“I don’t mind the work here,” Summer said, slicing her egg with the practiced elegance of a young lady born into wealth. “I’m happy to be here, and I’m learning a lot. Besides, I got to work with the Russell Group on my first project. It’s like we were fated to meet again, Dex.

The easy rapport between the two people left the other young woman in the Mason Garden speechless.

Summer and Dexter were both from wealthy families, and they had both been raised in a refined and sophisticated environment. They moved with an easy grace that was both elegant and natural. Josie watched Summer and Dexter from the third-floor corridor, her eyes filled with despair.

Summer returning to Wavery was like a scene out of a movie where the elite daughter of an affluent family returns to claim what was hers.

And Josie would have to give up her place eventually.

“What are you thinking about?” Anderson asked, coming up behind her.

He placed his hands on the railing to see what she had been looking at

Josie forced a smile. “Nothing,” she said. “Dr. Monte, would you mind if I went out later this afternoon? I’d like to meet a friend.”

She was not fully recovered, and couldn’t go too far, so Anderson brought a wheelchair to bring along for the ride. Anderson spoke to Dexter about Josie’s request, and Dexter gave his approval. “Take her,” he commanded.
 
Chapter 360 Did You Have Anything To Do With It

After the phone call ended, Anderson signaled to Josic, He agreed.”


Josie smiled politely in response.




It wasn’t unusual to see someone in a wheelchair in the hospital. When Josie reached the VIP room, she saw that Arnold had recovered quite well. He was sitting on the sofa, listening to Andy’s briefing.

He wasn’t surprised to see her at the door. He signaled to his bodyguard, who opened the door and let her

Josie rolled her wheelchair into the room.

Andy stopped talking when he saw her, but Arnold waved him off. “You can continue,” he said.

“After the incident at the factory, the higher-ups are keeping an eye on the goods at the port. Should we transport the goods via the freeway or the highway? Maybe we should take a few detours as well.”

Arnold narrowed his eyes, his arms exposed to the bright sunlight streaming through the curtains. “Ronan should take the highway. There might be unwanted company lurking on the freeway, waiting to attack us.”

“Understood,” Andy said, nodding to Josie before leaving the room.

Now that they were alone, Arnold stood up from the sofa. “Unfortunately, I’m also a patient, so I can’t make you a cup of tea this time.”

“I never liked tea,” Josie disclosed.

“How’s your injury? Dr. Monte is the best surgeon in Wavery. You shouldn’t worry about scarring. Arnold was oblivious to Josie’s hostility.

“You sure do get your news quickly.” Josie lowered her eyes. “I’ll get straight to the point. Did you have anything to do with the incident at the factory?”

Arnold paused for a moment. “Does it look like I was the one behind it?”

“Ivy knew about us. She even had pictures of us meeting up. It’s hard to believe you had nothing to do with it.” Josie spoke calmly, but her eyes betrayed her anger. “And Summer is back because of you, isn’t she?”

Arnold picked up a pair of golden-rimmed glasses and wiped them with a wet tissue. “So, what do you want to know?”

“I’m not surprised that Ivy kidnapped me, but how did she manage to kidnap Summer? It’s a difficult task that would require help from someone else.”

Their eyes met, unwavering and calm, despite the pressure of the situation. Arnold raised an eyebrow. “I must not want to live anymore if I were to send the Olsen family’s precious daughter into such danger,” he replied with a blasé tone.

“I’m sure someone was directing Ivy to commit these acts. They either wanted me dead, or they wanted Summer dead. Arnold, you only need to tell me if you are behind this.”

“No,” he answered without hesitation.

Did You Have Anything To Do With It

“Can I believe you?”



Arnold bent down to unbutton her blouse. Josie shivered, and her eyes widened in fear. She was no match for his strength.

“What are you doing?” she demanded,

Arnold opened her blouse, revealing the wound on her waist. Her skin was as pale as the gauze that had been used to cover it.

Arnold gently tapped the wound. “You can always believe me,” he said, meeting her eyes.

Her eyes fluttered as her thoughts raced.

For the rest of the week, Dexter was seen with a young lady by his side at his appointments. The news spread quickly throughout Wavery like wildfire.

During lunch, as Summer was researching a subsidiary company, an employee approached her. “Mr. Russell has never brought a lady to his appointments before. Ms. Olsen is the first. There must be something going on between the two of you,” he said with a mischievous smile and a steely glint in his

eyes.

Summer felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She didn’t expect to be misunderstood by others. Dexter, however, showed no hint of emotion.

“Wasn’t there a rumor that Mr. Russell was married?” someone asked.

Dexter’s face turned grim. “It’s just a rumor,” Summer quickly said.

Everyone else at the table nodded in understanding.

No one dared to make Dexter drink, but Summer kept the drinks coming, one after the other.
 
Chapter 361 Her Past

Dexter teased, “If you get drunk again, I’m not taking you home.”


Summer blushed and chuckled softly.




She eventually did get drunk, and the driver had to carry her to the car. She lay on the seat with her arms under her head, looking at Dexter. “I missed you, Dex, she muttered.

Dexter’s wrist was tangled in her hair! He didn’t say anything.

Summer continued talking under her breath. “I had no money or connections when I left the country. I remember taking a bus for half a day to reach a forestry area in Northern California. The CEO of an investment company was staying at his vacation home there. By the time I got to the villa, it was dark, but I had to go into the forest with a flashlight. My team needed the money the next day.”

As she recollected her memories, she remembered that the mountain seemed to tower over her, its peak lost in the darkness. The night was dark, and there weren’t any street lights to illuminate her path. She was constantly bitten by mosquitoes and had to be extremely careful not to slip. Suddenly, she lost her footing and fell, sliding down two stories. Her back scraped against a jagged rock, tearing through her skin and leaving her bleeding profusely. The pain was excruciating, and her injury left a deep scar on her back.

She continued to climb the mountain cautiously, knowing that if she slipped again, she would fall to her death. As she neared the villa, the sky began to brighten, and she looked down at the valley below. Her blood ran cold as she realized how high she was, and her legs felt weak.

Dexter was holding a lighter to light his cigarette but stopped when he heard her mumble. He paused, his thumb hovering over the lighter’s wheel, lost in thought.

This hasn’t been the only time she’s had to face dangerous situations on her own. If Summer hadn’t been watchful and cautious, she wouldn’t be here today.

“When I first became a researcher, I would camp at the office from noon until everyone got off work, but I wouldn’t get any insights.”

“I had to pass by a dark and dangerous alley every day after work to return home. It was a known hangout for thugs, and I was always worried that they would target me. One day, as I was walking home carrying my laptop, a group of thugs stepped in front of me and blocked my path. They must’ve remembered me as I appeared there frequently.”

He finally lit up his cigarette and took a deep drag. The smoke masked his face, concealing any hint of

emotion.

The thug was a large, muscular man with a scary tattoo. Summer felt a wave of fear wash over her as he roughly grabbed her and pushed her onto the ground. The stench of alcohol wafted off of him as his red eyes flared with anger. He grabbed her by the shoulders and started to rip her clothes. Hopelessness tied her down like an insect helplessly trapped inside a spiderweb. Her eyes flashed with darkness as she realized her life was about to end.

Summer smiled as she described her story. Suddenly, she leaned in closer to Dexter. Her lips expanded into a wide grin, saying, “Dex, do you know what happened next?”

Dexter turned his gaze away from her.

Summer picked up the cigarette box he had thrown on the floor. She opened it and saw the neatly-lined black cigarettes. She took one out and reached for his lighter, a silver one from his favorite brand.



He was reluctant to give it to her, but her nails dug into his palms as she pulled harder, and he finally had to let go.

Summer placed the cigarette between her lips and lit it. She took a deep drag, and her eyebrows furrowed in a tight frown as the cigarette was much stronger than any she had smoked before. The smoke stung her eyes, but she didn’t cough.

Dexter stubbed out his cigarette on the carpet. The embers bit into the carpet, immediately burning a black hole in it.

“What happened after?”
 
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