Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Chapter 905

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Chapter 905 A Fiancée Is Nothing

She was on the verge of tears from frustration. Yet he, who had already made it into the

city’s team, patiently played one game after another with her.

The boy from her memories and the man before her eyes merged once again.

Perhaps it was guilt that was causing Josie to do everything without complaining.

Once Dexter had almost recovered from his illness, she took him to climb a mountain. It

was a mountain within the Russell Mansion and was usually open to tourists.

Before dawn, the mountain path was nearly deserted. The autumn wind was cold. The two

of them. climbed to the summit, where they could overlook the myriad twinkling lights of

Wavery.

Josie parted her lips as she was awestruck by the magnificent view.

At that moment, the sky was neither light nor dark. The sea surface was tinged with a

shade of pale white that resembled that of a fish’s belly. One by one, the lights of

countless homes were extinguished. Dexter stood behind the woman and accompanied

her as they watched the sun leap over the horizon.

The red glow covered the entire sky, and Josie was shivering from the cold. Suddenly, she

shouted, “Dexter.”

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“Hmm?”

Josie cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted toward the horizon, “It will be

right?”

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okay

Echoes of her voice filled the surroundings.

Dexter paused for a moment. His gaze fell into her eyes that were brimming with hope.

He let out a genuine laugh. His face relaxed and was no longer tense. The corners of his

eyes crinkled, and his eyes brightened.

Only when the sun had risen halfway did the two people descend from the mountaintop

and return to the Russell Mansion. The servant had been waiting for a long time. “Mr.

Russell, someone is looking for you.”

With a coat in his hand, Dexter’s face slightly darkened

Inside the study, Heather was with the director of Russell Group. She was dressed in white,

and her wrist was still wrapped in gauze. She looked somewhat surprised at the man in

sportswear.

“Dex, no one could reach you, so the director had no choice but to look for me. I’m sorry,”

she said Cautiously.

Dexter tossed his coat onto the couch. His expression was unreadable “As it should be.”

“Are you feeling better now?” Heather clenched her fingers. Once again, she was being

extremely careful

What’s wrong with me? Dexter responded coldly, Trifive Thank you for your efforts.”

The director had some matters to report to him. Heather excused herself from the study

and stepped into the corridor. To her surprise the saw Juste sitting to one side and peeling

an orange in ber hand

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Her fingers were as white as snow, and Heather thought of a phrase. A woman peels a

fresh orange with her slender fingers.

“Are you leaving?” She asked bitterly as she pointed at Josie’s bag.

Only then did Josie notice her. She put a slice of orange into her mouth and said, “Once

I’ve finished what

I need to do, of course I’ll leave. Please don’t misunderstand, fiancée of Mr. Russell.”

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She spoke so casually as if she did not care.

Heather was in agony. “What… What have you two been doing these past couple of

days?”

Josie voiced her confusion as she smiled at Heather, “Didn’t he tell you?”

The vibrant and beautiful smile completely captivated Heather. She shook her head. “No.”

“Forget it. He’ll get mad if I say anything. You should ask him yourself.”

Heather furrowed her brows intensely. “Make yourself clear.”

Josie was just slowly chewing on a piece of orange and not saying a word.

“Josie, things are over between the two of you, right? I’m his fiancée now. I’m asking you.

Please keep your distance from him.”

Her plea was filled with self-doubt. Josie looked up after hearing those words. “But even a

marriage can end in divorce. What’s the significance of a fiancée then?”

As she listened, the more she felt that Heather was asking her to keep her distance from

her instead.

Heather’s face was pale. She raised her wrist and said, “Consider it as a favor for the fact

that I almost died for him.”

Josie spoke calmly, “Died? Life is the least valuable thing.”

Having said that, Josie rose and bypassed her before continuing her way down the long

corridor.

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