Chapter 796 They Did Not Cross The Line
Josie glared at him. “When you have time, give me the other copy. I’ll sign it.”
“Why won’t you listen to me!” Dexter was furious. He threw the pen onto the floor, creating a harsh noise. “I won’t end this marriage!”
“Dexter! What will you do if you won’t end this marriage then? You will always hold a grudge against me in your heart, and you will always be gossiped about because of me. Russell Group can’t turn the tide in their favor. I heard that you want to help Heather fight for shares. If you don’t divorce me, can you achieve what you want to do?”
“I’ll figure something out!”
“I don’t want that.” Josie gently shook her head in the face of his anger. “From the beginning until now, I never intended to be your burden.”
This man, always so strong, had never been so vulnerable. He looked broken, his dim gaze falling on her face. He tightly held her hand and softly said, “Don’t leave me.”
It was as if he had returned to the time Xanthe left him behind in the rain, walking away into the distance. He had run in the rain, crying in pain. His feelings of despair were playing out once again.
Back then, Liana was there to save him, but now there was no one left….
Josie closed her eyes. She had never seen Dexter in such a state before. She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket and placed it in the man’s cold hand.
“I hope I can live up to the profound affection you have for me.”
She moved past him, holding back her tears, and quickly left Mason Garden. Outside, deep into the night, the moonlight hung high, and Josie ran in panic through the night, completely at a loss.
Dexter stood still, not knowing how much time had pa*sed before he slowly unfolded the piece of
That was a medical report.
paper.
After the photo scandal broke out, Josie went to the hospital for a check-up. The doctor confirmed that there were no signs of S**ual activity during that period.
In other words, she didn’t cross the line with the man in the photo.
The photo was staged.
After a long while, Dexter was in extreme pain. He slowly crouched down, wanting to scream, but he couldn’t make a single sound. In the end, he choked up in silence.
He woke up at six in the afternoon the next day in the living room of Mason Garden.
He tended to destroy things when he was in pain. Last night, he nearly wrecked the entire villa. The servants were efficient and quickly cleaned, making everything look as good as new. Only the smashed television, which was now missing a piece, wasn’t adequately dealt with. Perhaps the repairman didn’t have time to come over.
He stared blankly at the broken piece of furniture, wondering how long he had slept. It was five hours.
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ough. The witlirdi awal pangs from
not smoking crept back like a venomous snake, catching him off guard and devouring all his rationality.
Marilyn saw that he was awake and brought over some medicine and some soup before placing them on the table. “Drink.”
Dexter was in a daze. After a brief silence, he snatched them abruptly and poured everything into his stomach. Finally, he lit a cigarette and placed it between his thin lips, his actions so swift that there was not time to even stop him. Marilyn watched, her eyebrows furrowed.
She let out a deep sigh. “I heard Jo has signed it?”
After an indeterminate amount of time, as the sky outside began to darken, Dexter slightly drew his long legs together and finally spoke, answering in a way that was unrelated to the question, “That divorce agreement, I only wanted to give Paul a sense of security, to rea*sure him about this marriage. I never thought that one day it would actually be used.”
Marilyn looked at him.
“Ms. Marilyn, even after the photos were exposed, I never considered divorce.”
Marilyn paused before replying, “I understand. You’ve always been the type to stick to your decisions once you’ve made them. You were like that ever since you were a child.”
“Do you know that I’ve never loved anyone as much as I do now? Not even Liana can compare.” Dexter leaned back on the sofa, his gaze calm, and he had a stoic expression.
