Blind date turned proposal (Josie and Dexter) novel Chapter 357

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.”