Chapter 770 Reputation Ruined
Dexter did not respond. Moments later, the office was filled with the acrid smell of cigarettes. Josie mustered her courage to walk up to him and attempted to touch his hand. “I need to
talk to…”
“Josie.” Dexter’s voice was even more strained than hers. Josie’s heart skipped a beat the moment Dexter spoke up.
“There’s a document on the table. Take a look at it.” He said.
Josie gripped his sleeve tightly, knowing Dexter’s anger was brewing behind his calmness. She shook her head, looking extremely submissive. “No. I don’t want to.”
Finally, Dexter lowered his head to look at her. His back was facing the light, so Josie couldn’t perceive his expression. His cold finger touched Josie’s chin as he hummed softly, “Go and take a look.”
His voice was soft yet intimidating.
It was a thick envelope. Josie took a deep breath before opening it. Following that, she slumped onto the floor while the pictures in the envelope scattered on the ground. Her heart jumped into his throat. Breathing heavily, she knelt on the ground in the same posture as Dexter previously did.
It was pictures of her embracing Arnold….
Tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably. It felt like the sun had ceased its shining.
How is this possible? Why did things turn out this way? What does this mean?
Josie’s mind became a chaotic mess. Even breathing felt like torture. She was utterly ashamed looking at these pictures.
Dexter’s voice emerged from above. “Yesterday, you said you were waiting for me to come. home to celebrate my birthday. I waited for twenty-four hours and ended up receiving these pictures.”
He raised his voice. “Jo, is there anything you’d like to say?”
Josie lifted her head in despair. “No… I was set up. I went to discuss work with Laura yesterday. Then…”
While she was going home, someone struck her from behind. This was the last memory Josie could recall as of then.
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Ofroire, Dexter krew Josie was set up. If she indeed cheated on him, she wouldn’t possibiy allow these pictures to be released. He knew, but his heart still ached…
When he saw the pictures of his wife engaging in intimate actions with another man, the pain could drive him to murder.
Josie teared up quietly. Holding those pictures, she bit her lower lip so hard that it started bleeding. She forced herself to remember this moment of shame, reminding herself that she had to overcome it and that no one could take her down.
“You’re my wife. Now, the whole world knows you’ve had an affair with another man. I’m utterly embarra*sed. But Jo, have you thought of your reputation?”
He crouched down and cupped Josie’s face. The strong smell of cigarettes wafted into Josie’s nose. His gaze was gloomy and terrifying. “Now, tell me, who is that man? Did you sleep with him?!”
Josie’s mind went blank. The pungent smell made her nauseous, but she turned away to hide. her miserable appearance from Dexter.
Her rationality urged her not to reveal Arnold’s name. She must not do that!
Did we sleep together…
Josie broke down, but her expression remained calm. Her eyes were hollow, looking like a child who had lost her way home.
“… I don’t know.”
Her response was the last straw. No man on earth could tolerate an incident like this, let alone Dexter, a man who stood at the pinnacle of society. His possessiveness and faithfulness were extreme. No one could touch what belonged to him!
Not only did the man defile his woman, but he also spread the evidence to the public, posing an utter humiliation to Dexter.
