Chapter 98 Rewards And Compensation
Josie was self–aware and knew he cared not because of who she was but who she resembled–the girl in the photograph.
Dexter let go of her chin. “I didn’t marry you solely for your appearance.”
His cryptic response had Josie chuckle as she mockingly acknowledged her audacity. She gestured towards the bowl. “Aren’t you going to eat the meat?”
“Are you that eager for me to eat it? Did you poison it?” Dexter nonchalantly unbuttoned his cuff.
If I could, I would have done it long ago.”
Dexter glanced at her and casually remarked, “You were quite daring at Heaven on Earth, pouring an entire pack of sleeping pills into the wine. That was a ruthless move.”
Josie’s lips parted in silence surprise. “How did you find out?” She had indeed drugged the wine, hence her eagerness to make Mr. Lane drink it, but she hadn’t anticipated the interruptions.
She was surprised that he had discovered her attempted scheme. It seemed that Calvin had more skills besides repairing computers.
Dexter remained silent in response.
“I had no other choice. It was the only option I could think of,” Josie explained carefully, not wanting to upset Dexter.
“It’s not bad to be daring when you’re my wife,” he suppressed his emotions and continued, just try not to attend such events in the future. You can’t handle it.”
Having only attended an extravagant event once in her twenty–plus years of living, which nearly cost her her life, Josie dared not venture into such a situation again.
Compared to the fury he had displayed that night, his emotions had dissipated. He appeared calmer than ever, but she missed his rage. Dexter seemed more human–like when he expressed his feelings openly.
“My injuries have already healed; it’s just the scar showing. Can’t I return to work?” Josie understood well that missing a day of work meant earning one less penny.
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