Chapter 609 It’s Already in the Past
Annoyed by his tone, Josie averted her eyes. “How long have you known him?” he probed. “He was …” Josie felt an intense embarrassment under his scrutinizing gaze, leaving her unable to speak.
“Was what?” Dexter persisted, determined to hear her “He was my first love.”
response.
The moment Josie uttered the words ‘first love, the tension radiating from Dexter instantly eased. However, anger and jealousy swiftly welled up inside him, noticeable in his accelerated breathing.
“So, he’s the senior… who came back for you?” Dexter elongated his words.
Josie was forced to meet his gaze, her eyes shimmering with tears. “No, I don’t know why he suddenly came back. Dexter, you can’t do this to me.”
He pulled down her top, exposing a significant portion of her delicate and curvaceous breasts in the mirror. If anyone were to come out from the building across, they would see her in such a vulnerable state.
However, Dexter refused to let go; his voice tinged with mocking praise, “But you are irresistibly alluring.”
Josie endured the humiliation and couldn’t resist retaliating, “Don’t make it sound like you’re perfect! I was only gone for a few days, and you had sex with another woman. What does that say?”
The two were like wounded animals, attacking each other’s most sensitive vulnerabilities.
As soon as the words left her mouth, Josie instantly regretted it. She bit her lip, feeling a profound sense of injustice.
“Haven’t we seen the video? Are you still jealous?” Dexter pinched her chin upon hearing her words. “You just switched sides in front of the media, abandoning your husband for your ex- boyfriend.”
It appeared that they were determined to assign blame to the other.
“I’ve already told you it was an accident,” Josie’s voice softened.
“You’re so heartless and cruel to your own husband…” Dexter lowered his head to her neck, leaving a visible love bite. With a dangerously low voice, he whispered, “Do you still have feelings for him?”
He was determined to get an answer from her today.
Josic, feeling drained by his relentless questioning and torment, “It’s been four years! Gosh, why would I still be hung up on him? He’s not even the most sought-after bachelor out
there!”
Her answer elicited laughter from Dexter. His anger faded slightly, “Well, but I am.”
He kissed her passionately, gradually becoming more unrestrained in his actions.
Josie squirmed and pushed him away. “You smell like cigarettes. I hate it…”
At that moment, Dexter realized his anger had momentarily gotten the best of him, leading him to lose control and light up another cigarette.
Dexter’s voice turned hypnotic as he leaned in, asking, “Tell me, do you love me or him?”
Josie reluctantly tilted her head, feeling exasperated by his childish behavior.
“Why won’t you answer me?” he pressed.
Josie sighed softly and replied, “Of course, it’s you. I’ve long moved on from Morgan, Dex.”
“He seems to think otherwise, proudly wearing that scarf, Dexter sneered. “You really have a thing for knitting, don’t you?”
Josie reached her breaking point. As Dexter’s hand ventured downward, she quickly interjected, “I promise, I’ll stop knitting. Just please…”
Dexter showed no intention of backing down from his intentions.
Seeing people exiting the meeting room from the building across, Josie buried her head. She sought refuge in the man’s embrace, pleading. “Carry me inside…”
Dexter didn’t budge.
Anxiety surged within her, “Dex!”
“Let’s just do it right here.”
No way! What a jerk!
Anxious tears welled up in Josie’s eyes. Her hair was tousled, sticking to her face, and her
