Blind date turned proposal (Josie and Dexter) novel Chapter 1315

“You...” Josie was insistent, leaving Juliette with no choice but to relent.

All Juliette could do was watch as Josie's silhouette receded into the distance.

Dexter had done it on purpose, embarrassing Josie in front of everyone. The more Josie thought about it, the angrier she got. As she walked down the bustling streets, her mood remained tense for a long time.

She hadn't been walking for long, maybe about three minutes, when a horn sounded abruptly from the roadside. A sleek black sports car pulled up smoothly beside her. The window was partially lowered, revealing a man's face that was both nonchalant and intense. “Get in the car.”

Dexter had chased after her.

Josie gave him a quick glance, then briskly continued on her way.

The man's voice followed her. “Are you asking me to take action right here?”

Supercars were naturally flamboyant, especially when they were on the busiest streets. By that point, they had already attracted quite a few onlookers. Josie took a deep breath. To take action there, Dexter was indeed capable of doing so, and who knew what would happen next?

Thus, Josie relented.

When she turned around, the car door rose, awaiting her to take a seat.

The car ride was silent, and in the end, they returned to the top floor of Russell Group.

The place was already deserted, with only the coffee remaining as it was not long ago.

Josie was seized by the wrist and pushed into the lounge. As the door closed behind her, she stubbornly remained silent, her defiant profile not uttering a single word.

“Enough, Jo.” Dexter's voice softened, laced with a hint of helplessness. He sat in a high position, forcing her to look at him. “What's the fuss about?”

Josie's irritation flared up again. “What's the point of asking me what's wrong, Dexter? Do you find it amusing to put me in an awkward position deliberately?”

Knowing that she couldn't free himself, she decided not to waste any more energy.

Dexter glanced at her, pouring water single-handedly and directly urging her to drink it. “Calm down first.”

The water trailed down her chin, imbued with an air of restrained desire.