The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Chapter 657

Chapter 657 Is Dexter a Lovesick Fool?

They were consumed by passion after not seeing each other for a few days. It took three hours for Josie to finally recover from the intense experience.

After her shower, she wrapped herself in a long, white silk bathrobe that hugged her curves and caressed her skin. The bathrobe accentuated her hourglass figure and created a relaxing air around her.

Her phone buzzed with several unread messages from Laura. One of them said, ‘I’m in Rivodia. Zach hasn’t found me. Don’t worry.”

Laura’s text was unusually polite; it didn’t seem like her at all.

Had her work at the studio expanded to Rivodia? Josie hadn’t heard anything about it.

Despite her suspicions, Josie was relieved to know that Laura was alright.

Josie’s frustration boiled over when she saw that Morgan hadn’t replied to her text. She wouldn’t have sent the message if she knew he wouldn’t respond.

She tried to delete the message, not wanting Morgan to know she had contacted him.

Dexter was still half asleep when he hugged her from behind. “What are you looking at?” he asked groggily.

Josie put her phone away. “Nothing,” she answered, trying to brush off her frustration. “I just got a message from Laura.”

She lowered her gaze, then lifted Dexter’s chiseled jaw to meet her eyes. “God is really unfair,” she noted in her delicate voice. “He gave you the best of everything. Even your face was carved to break many young ladies’ hearts.”

Dexter narrowed his eyes and smirked. “What’s the use of having this face?” he asked. “Do you want it?”

“Of course, if I had a face that could charm the nation, I would have been able to satisfy my vanity.”

“In our next life, you can have a perfectly carved face, and I’ll take the ordinary look for a change.”

“If that’s the case, then I don’t think I’ll fall for you,” Josie chuckled mischievously.

“How dare you say that?” The man pulled her down to the bed, his voice booming theatrically.

He tickled her sensitive areas, and Josie burst out laughing. It took a long time for her to regain her composure again.

“How’s everything going in Rivodia?” After calming down, she snuggled into Dexter’s embrace, sharing a precious moment.

“It’s going well,” Dexter responded. His expression suddenly changed, and an inscrutable mask adorned his face. “If Morgan came to find you, would you meet up with him?”

Josie was taken aback by the unexpected question. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him that she had already met up with Morgan twice. “Why did you ask that?” she stuttered.

Dexter’s eyes narrowed as he studied her strange expression. He sensed something was going on between them, but he knew it wasn’t serious.

“Nothing. I was curious if you felt any sympathy for him.”

His tone was smooth and collected, leaving Josie confused about what he was trying to get at. She wasn’t sure how to respond, but then she remembered that the Bastille family was in Rivodia.

“If the public learns that Mr. Russell is targeting his wife’s ex for reasons of jealousy, they must think you’re a lovesick fool,” she commented timidly.

“Am I not?” Dexter chuckled, attempting to tease his wife.

Josie narrowed her eyes and glared at him, her lips curling into a surly sneer. “Who would believe that you’re a lovesick fool? All you do is seek revenge for personal reasons. Don’t lovesick fools cater to their wife’s desires?”

Dexter was amused by her comment and couldn’t help but smirk. “Wasn’t good at catering to your desires just now?” he said as he snuggled his face in her neck. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Dexter’s smile was plastered on his face, but it faltered when he was reminded of a white figure.

The next day, Dexter met Paul on the way to the Russell Group. “Jo and I would feel more at case if you stayed in the Mason Garden,” he said in a solemn voice.

Paul had slowly warmed up to Dexter, and his attitude towards him changed as he let go of his prejudice against him. “That’s very kind of you.”

“Although I’m not sure why this decision was made so abruptly, I trust you have your reasons. I won’t pry into it. However, I left many things in my old place, and I need to return home to retrieve them.”