Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 1235

Selah was sure she was about to crash straight into someone, but before she could even react, a strong hand reached out, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her clean off the runaway scooter.

The scooter smashed into a stone pillar and was instantly wrecked.

Selah’s heart was racing—she couldn’t stop thinking about what might’ve happened if she’d actually crashed. Would she have ended up in a coma or worse?

“Thank you,” she gasped, patting her chest as goosebumps ran up her arms.

She looked up and met Dorian’s cold, unreadable face. For a second, she just stared, completely blank.

Dorian didn’t say a word. He just turned and walked away, long strides carrying him off without even looking back.

Selah blinked after him. “Is he mute or something? Not even a single word. Maybe he literally can’t talk?”

She glanced at the trashed scooter, pulled out her phone, and started dialing.

...

When Oliver walked in, he caught Josefina looking at him with bright, curious eyes—she was practically buzzing with questions.

“Dorian tracked me down earlier,” Oliver said, sliding into the seat across from her. “He told me not to take you out for hotpot again. Said it’s not healthy, and he’s worried I’m not taking good enough care of you.”

Josefina tried not to laugh, though she was half amused and half exasperated. She knew Dorian was just being protective. It’s not like eating hotpot once in a while would hurt.

“He’s just looking out for me. I get it. What about you, Oliver?” She tossed the question his way, eyebrow raised.

Oliver grinned and plopped a roll of lamb into the bubbling broth. “If you’re happy, I’m happy. There’s lamb, there’s beef—plenty of good stuff in here. It’s fine.”

Josefina couldn’t help but giggle. Oliver fished out the cooked lamb and dropped it into her bowl.

“Go on—dig in.”

Josefina picked up the lamb with her chopsticks, dipped it in sauce, and popped it in her mouth, clearly enjoying every bite.

Seeing her that happy made Oliver smile, too.

...

Arms full of groceries and bags of household stuff, Josefina and Oliver headed over to Percy’s apartment.

Percy wasn’t home—he was at the lab.

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