Chapter 437 He Will Receive the Punishment He Deserves Given the current situation, it was apparent that Dexter was proving something at the cost of his future and even his life.
âMark my words. This woman is my life!â
The man was directly messing with Dexter by laying a finger on Josie. This score could never be settled!
Intense fear washed over Norman. At the same time, his eyes were filled with fury, swearing to make Dexter pay for his impulsiveness.
Moses supported Josie as they left the villa and got into the car. She didnât resist, knowing she couldnât walk out on her own, given her current state.
Under the night sky full of twinkling stars, Dexterâs secretary handed Josie a cup of warm water.
âPlease have some water, Mrs. Russell.â
Josie inhaled deeply and felt her body warm up after drinking the water. âHow did Dexter know Iâm here?â
She thought the news shouldnât have reached Dexter in such a short time, yet he arrived in time.
âAfter the clock was successfully auctioned off, I was informed that you hadnât returned. I casually inquired and was told that someone saw you leaving with Ms. Shaw.â
Josie nodded as a gesture of her appreciation for the secretaryâs attentiveness. âI owe you big time.â
âDonât mention it. By the way, Mr. Russell was enraged.â The secretary added.
Josie tightened her grip on the cup. From how Dexter came in a hurry with a menacing aura, she could tell he was furious. Suddenly, something came to her mind, and a smile crept onto her face.
Moses stood beside the car and said, âHe asked you to wait for him.â
The wait seemed to last forever.
Josie sat alone in the warm car. She embraced herself and rubbed her palm against her arms, still feeling cold.
She snuffled and forcefully suppressed her aggrievance. She agonized at the thought of her helplessness a while ago. It had been a long time since she felt this way.
When she lifted her head, she saw Dexter walking out against the backlight, emanating the same hostile air.
He stopped outside and spoke briefly to Moses. Then, Moses and his secretary left.
When Dexter got into the car, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Josieâs heart tightened.
Dexter silently lowered his body and retrieved a first-aid kit from inside the car. He swiftly took out a cotton swab and alcohol and uttered in an unpleasant tone, âGive me your hand.â
He was still angry. Josieâs hand trembled, but she didnât reach it out. Neither did she lift her eyes to look at Dexter.
Dexter growled fiercely, âGive me your hand or sit here the whole night!â
There was a long gash on Josieâs hand, which she didnât know when it was caused. The wound was still bleeding. Finally, she extended her hand with her eyes downcast, and only then did Dexterâs anger subside slightly.
Her hand was still trembling as she had yet to recover from the fright. Dexter couldnât put her hand still, no matter how hard he tried. Feeling his heart wrenched, he gently dressed her wound.
âFret not. Heâll receive the punishment he deserves. Similar incidents wonât happen again.â Dexter croaked.
Josie fell silent. Moments later, she blurted, âEileen brought me here.â
Dexter gently applied a bandage on her wound and hummed, âI know. Weâre still investigating.â
âHer reputation was affected recently, and that has to do with me. I donât wish to implicate her, so please donât make a fuss. We wonât have further interactions in the future.â
Dexter stopped his action and stared at Josie. âDo you know how you might end up if I came later?â
His exasperation arose again.
âI know. But you came, didnât you?â Tears welled up in Josieâs eyes as she gazed at Dexter with hope for the first time. âAs long as youâre here, Iâll be fine.â