Blind date turned proposal (Josie and Dexter) novel Chapter 1405

Upon hearing this, Dexter let out a dismissive chuckle. He nodded. “Yes, that's how I've always been in your eyes.”

Once harsh words were spoken, there was simply no way to take them back.

She walked past him to stand in front of the window.

“I didn't say anything wrong.”

Behind her, silence engulfed the room, with a pervasive sense of despair. It wasn't until some time had passed that a faint sound of the door closing reached her ears.

Dexter had left.

Josie stood by the window, watching as the man departed beneath the spread branches of the magnolia tree. His retreating silhouette was silent, never once looking back.

She clenched her fists, feeling a heavy discomfort in her heart.

In the study of the Russell Mansion, Selena took the tea offered by the attendant and stepped into the threshold.

“It's so late, and you're still not resting. You're making things difficult for them.”

The lights were off, with only the frigid moonlight seeping in through the window. The man sat in the shadows, his aura severely subdued.

The teacup was gently placed on the table. “Is she angry?”

Dexter remained composed. “You've crossed the line.”

Selena bent down, smiling faintly in the moonlight. “We're all women, so I can tell she cares about you.”

Dexter picked up the lighter from the table, idly fiddling with it out of sheer boredom. “She doesn't trust me.”

“If I were her, I wouldn't trust you either. Dexter, when I met you back then, you were only twenty years old. Even though I'm five years older than you, I couldn't see through what you were thinking. You're a very dangerous man. Dangerous men are charming and full of danger. It's normal for her not to trust you.”

When Dexter dealt with Selena's matter back then, he had just entered Russell Group. She was at her most vulnerable, kneeling with her hands covering her stomach, begging him to save her.

Back then, Salazar was only thirty-nine years old and fond of violence. Anyone around him would eventually be tortured to death.

Dexter lowered his gaze. “She's not like you.”

Josie wasn't afraid of him.