Chapter 773 Cuckolded
Josie squatted down all of a sudden. Forget about it? How is that possible? Has Dexter been subjected to such gossip, too, the past few days when I didn’t dare to step out of the house?
Although Josie came from an ordinary family, she received proper education since she was. young, doing what was right and avoiding what was wrong. Her conscience was clear all the while, but it was as if her relationship was cursed.
She knew how destructive this incident could be, like a completed painting being splashed with a bucket of ink.
After crouching outside the fence for a long time, Josie finally regained her senses. She got onto her feet arduously. Her leg was numb on one side, so she stayed on the ground in a bizarre posture. Just then, she lifted her eyes and saw Dexter standing not far
away.
He wore a black blouse as usual. Josie couldn’t see his expression clearly but could sense the tension despite the distance. She wondered how long Dexter had been watching her.
The world seemed to lose its color. Josie took off her hat and listlessly brushed her hair to the back. She couldn’t care less about facing Dexter in such a state. Then, she stood up and walked back to Mason Garden, but Dexter didn’t follow her.
Thereafter, he no longer detained her. There was no one guarding outside Mason Garden. Josie became more flustered being left alone. It was times like this that could drive one. insane.
That night, Josie ran away again. She couldn’t let time slip away like this.
Dexter was sitting in his car when he saw Josie leave the villa. His fatigued look became more eminent after numerous sleepless nights.
Larry furrowed his brows. “Is it okay to let Mrs. Russell leave just like that?”
Dexter was resting in the back seat. He rubbed his temples and did not answer. Moments later, he lifted his hand. “Have you found that person?”
“Not yet.”
“Beat him to death once you find him.”
“Yes, sir.”
Larry looked at the exhausted man in the rearview mirror and couldn’t help swearing inwardly. He had followed Dexter for many years and dealt with all kinds of complicated situations but had never seen Dexter in such a difficult time.
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In the past few days, he was like a walking dead, as if his mind and soul were removed from his body.
The Russell Group was shrouded in gloom, and everyone was cursing Josie behind her back. The company’s stock price plummeted, and the new project was also affected. It was Dexter, the man who had been cuckolded, who worked relentlessly to salvage the situation.
Meanwhile, Josie went to find Laura.
Laura had expected Josie’s arrival and quickly invited her into the house. “Are you okay?”
Josie couldn’t muster an expression. “Can I stay at your place for a couple of days?”
“Silly girl, of course.” Laura sighed. “Do you need me to accompany you?”
Laura didn’t ask other questions, knowing what Josie was most concerned about.
Josie shook her head. She was finally relieved to be in a safe space. She curled up in the bed and finally managed to get some sleep.
However, an incoming call from Rivodia woke her up. She was startled for a moment before. answering the call.
The caller remained silent. Josie couldn’t help blurting, “Arnold, is that you?”
Finally, a strange yet familiar voice emerged. “I thought Dexter would be your first guess.”
Josie was flabbergasted. “Morgan!”
“I bet both of them will be upset.”
Josie hung up immediately.
