“What do you think? Two years ago, he suffered a fatal blow. Now, he’s extremely fragile, burdened by both physical and psychological stress. You understand.”
Dexter wore a serious expression, seemingly lost in thought.
“Got an idea?” Calvin sat down and took a sip of the coffee he had brewed. He spat it out as soon as it hit his tongue. “Damn, why is it so bitter?”
Dexter lifted his gaze. “It tastes better after a while. Give it another taste.”
Calvin was half convinced. He took another sip, but it was still unbearably bitter.
He furrowed his brows and said, “Regarding Josie’s matter, should we send word from Rivodia back to Wavery? Just say the word, and I’ll handle it for you.”
Indeed, having Mark’s support at this time was a significant boost. However, Dexter simply rose and walked to the window, his back figure exuding loneliness. “Forget it.”
“Why?”
“Josie doesn’t want it.”
That sentence left Calvin frozen in place. The Dexter he knew never cared about what others thought.
Calvin rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat helpless. “She brought you so much trouble. I don’t know whether it’s a blessing or a curse.”
“A curse?” Dexter chuckled. “I don’t think so.”
The two empty years had made him realize that her presence by his side was indeed his blessing.
Left with no choice, Calvin took a deep breath and walked over to Dexter. “To be honest,” he said, “no matter how much you do, she may not necessarily be yours. Yet, it’s you who will have to pay a countless price.”
“Calvin,” Dexter suddenly called out his name.
Calvin raised an eyebrow, uttering a hum of acknowledgment.
“Did you notice Grape when you entered? She’s so tiny, yet she’s so lively and full of wild ideas. She’s half like me and half like her. My heart melts just by looking at her.”
In Dexter’s eyes, there was a gentleness that Calvin had never seen before.
“Before I met her, I never thought I could have children,” Dexter added.
“If you like children, you could-
“It was never just about the child. Even without Grape, I would have found Josie. Everything else is insignificant.”
Calvin was momentarily at a loss for words.
There was a time when he thought the person before him didn’t even need love. But reality proved that he did need it, and all he needed was Josie.
After a moment, Dexter gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Settle down as soon as you can. Don’t keep her waiting too long.”
He was referring to Mallory who had come to visit together with him.
Before leaving Russell Mansion, Calvin held up a cup of coffee brewed by Dexter, insisting that Mallory should also have a taste.
Mallory took a sip, her face full of distaste. “It’s so bitter.”
“Do you think it tastes better after a while?”
Mallory was doubtful. She tasted it again carefully. “No.”
Upon hearing the noise, Josie came out and was startled by the peculiar scene before her. “Is this what was contained in the small jar on the table?”
After some thought, Calvin said, “Yes. Dexter said it’s good coffee.”
Josie couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “It’s expired. The servant didn’t have time to throw it away.”
Faced with two petrified figures, Josie couldn’t help but laugh. She looked up and was startled to find Dexter standing on the stairs, also revealing a faint smile.
Why is he acting like a child? But he seems to be smiling a lot more now.
Regaining his senses, Calvin exclaimed, “Dexter! Damn you!”
Dexter couldn’t help but burst into laughter as well. Calmly, he turned around and answered his phone.
It was a call from Larry. “Mr. Russell the approval for that piece of land has been granted. It now belongs to Wavery and Russell Group.”
Dexter’s smile gradually faded. “All right.”
