Chapter 610 Waiting All Night Dexter wrapped his arms around her, offering reassurance in his gentle voice, âI lied. This tinted floor-
to-ceiling window is custom-made in London. We can see outside while. maintaining our privacy. Itâs all good now. Donât worry, okay?â
Feeling Josieâs trembling body, intense remorse immediately washed over him.
Josie leaned against Dexter listlessly and scolded him. âYou were so close toâ¦â
He had nearly treated her as a mere outlet for his sexual desires, like a disposable object to be used without a second thought!
Now back to his composed self, Dexter smoothed her hair and sternly warned, âIf you behave and do as I say, I wonât embarrass you again.â
After a long pause, Josie looked up. âLetâs forget about the past. Neither of us should bring it up again, okay?â
âAlright,â Dexter agreed, carrying her into his private lounge. Take a rest here.â
Josie kept her eyes closed the entire time.
Dexter made space for her and turned away, but his eyes reflected a sense of gloom as het angrily flicked his lighter on his desk. D After a brief pause, he dialed a number on his phone. âLook into the Bastille family and get back to me.â
Larry, who was just outside his office, wondered why Dexter didnât call him in and instead. opted for a phone call.
âSure thing. Iâll get right on it.â
Rubbing his temples, Dexter couldnât shake off the image of Morgan wearing the scarf that Josie had knitted. His anger still simmered within him.
In frustration, he kicked the chair, creating a loud noise in the room.
Josie mustered her strength and reached for her phone on the floor. It had accidentally fallen during her heated exchange with Dexter, resulting in a shattered screen.
Fortunately, it still functioned.
Sitting on the floor, wrapped in a blanket, she typed a message on her phone, âHey, Laura, can you help me arrange a meeting with Dr. Lu? I need to talk to him.
Looking up, she couldnât help but feel small under the vast night sky that stretched endlessly above the city.
Josie spent the entire night in Dexterâs private lounge. When she emerged, Dexter was nowhere to be found. Larry had prepared fresh clothes and a delightful breakfast waiting for her. âGood morning, Mrs.
Russell. Mr. Russell wanted me to remind you to have breakfast after you change.â
Josie glanced at the clothes briefly and replied, âSure.â
The clothes fit perfectly, accentuating her figure. Josie let her hair down, partially concealing the bruises of his love bites.
Larry silently marveled at Josieâs beauty, which was enchanting yet unassuming, emanating a natural charm. No matter how often he saw her, he couldnât help but think Josie was truly stunning.
When she and Dexter stood together, they looked like the epitome of a perfect couple!
Josie exited the Russell Group building and strolled a short distance when she suddenly heard a honk from a sleek black Porsche, startling her.
Morganâs familiar face emerged as the window gradually rolled down, sporting his trademark gold-
rimmed glasses. With one hand casually resting on the steering wheel, he greeted her with a simple, âHey, Josie.â
Josie froze in place, meeting his gaze head-on.
In her eyes, a flicker of fatigue replaced the anticipated excitement of a long-awaited reunion.
âHow long have you been waiting for me here?â she asked.
Josie settled into the passenger seat and noticed a breakfast container beside her, knowing it was intended for her.
âIâve been waiting for you all night,â Morgan spoke with a monotone voice, masking the deep.
melancholy that had engulfed him as he anxiously anticipated their previous nightâs reunion.
Josie hesitated briefly, avoiding direct eye contact with him. C)