Dexter folded his arms in front of his chest. The look on his face was cold and aloof. “I remember giving you information about myself when you moved in. It is stated that I don’t take desserts. Don’t you know how much trouble you’d cause if this scene happened outside?”
Josie lowered her head while she was being nagged. She had forgotten that only Henry knew that they were married.
They seemed more like a superior and a subordinate now.
“Mr. Russell, the information…”
“You should spend more effort and time on your job.”
Dexter interrupted her before she could finish. He walked past her and went upstairs. She could smell the stench of alcohol on him.
Josie sat on the sofa, frustrated. She had lost her appetite.
Was he implying that getting to know him was her job?
Her efforts were taken for granted! Why would someone not love desserts? Life was already so stressful, and only sweets could make one feel better…
“Whatever. I’ll eat it if you don’t want to.” Josie murmured. She picked up the cake on the table and started digging into it. The sweetness of the cake dissolved in her mouth. However, she still felt irritated.
Why did you have to be so mean? I was purely joking just now. Nobody knows you’re my husband anyway!
He wasn’t like this at Russell Mansion yesterday.
The tall man stood in the corridor on the second floor. He glanced down and saw the little woman sitting on the sofa. Her cheeks moved as she ate.
When she finally got tired from eating, she froze for a while. She seemed aggrieved and was trying to calm herself down.
Dexter frowned hard. His heart sank.
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