Chapter 168 Jealousy
The frustration in Josie’s heart grew the longer she remained in this place. She placed a hand. on the bar table and fluttered her lashes. “Mr. Carter, do you think I’m beautiful?”
Arnold laughed and answered, “Honestly, you’re still quite some way from being considered beautiful.”
Josie dropped all her charming act and appeared annoyed. “Why do you want me then? I’m only an unassuming commoner. I have nothing of value, not even beauty. All I have is my life.”
Arnold smiled cryptically and drank a mouthful of wine. Then, he stood behind her and slowly fed her the rest of the wine in the glass. “Honestly, I’m not interested in you, but Dexter cares about you, and that piques my interest.”
He is a freak. Josie choked on the wine and coughed, pressing her hand to her chest. Her mouth was filled with the taste of alcohol.
“Why do you want to snatch something belonging to him? Is it because the woman you loved fell in love with him?” She blurted without thinking.
Arnold raised his eyebrows and smiled. “I didn’t expect you to know about this.”
Josie coughed and considered how she could explain when Arnold’s phone rang. He did not want to answer the call but saw the attached message and knew he had no choice but to
answer it.
Arnold frowned and walked out of the lounge to take the call.
Josie breathed a sigh of relief and was temporarily freed from his oppressive aura. She dropped herself on the couch and looked at the view outside the floor-to-ceiling window, At this moment, she realized that Carter Group was exactly opposite Russell Group.
What should I do now? Do I really have to spend the night here?
But how am I to face Dexter if I return to Mason Garden? Her mind replayed scenes of him charging at her on his horse.
Josie could never forget his gaze. It was cold and emotionless. That was enough reason for her to believe he wanted to kill her.
She felt sad as she thought about this.
and took red
time to answer the call. He left for so long Sugdenly she heard someone knocking on the door. She
ran to get the door. “It’s your lounge. Why are you knocking…..”
Josie abruptly fell silent when she saw the man standing before her.
“Dexter?”
Her tone was filled with surprise.
Dexter held a cigarette between his fingers and stared at the red stain on the corner of her mouth. He did not utter a word to her.
Josie could not stand the prolonged silence and gave in. She felt oddly guilty as she asked, “How do you know I’m here?”
Dexter’s gaze instantly darkened. He stepped into the lounge, stared at the empty wine glass, and snorted. “I have to applaud your resourcefulness. You always know to find yourself a protector. Not many women are as lucky as you.”
His sarcastic words dispelled any sense of guilt Josie had. She raised her chin and refused to back down. “You’re right. Since you abandoned me, I had no choice but to find another man.”
Dexter immediately gripped her chin and leaned close to her face. “Why did you make it sound like I’m mistreating you? Josie, haven’t I warned you to know your place? Don’t you dare dream otherwise!”
Josie refused to give in. Her eyes glimmered with determination as she retorted, “Really? And let myself die trampled by your horse?”
Josie felt like she had released a burden after finally voicing her grievance. She awaited. Dexter’s response with anticipation.
Dexter did not let the matter go and answered confidently, “Even if Arnold didn’t help you, I would never let the horse collide with you.”
Tears fell from the corner of her eyes. “Would you? That horse had gone mad. You probably wouldn’t be able to control it.”
