Chapter 897 Did Not Show Up
Dexter couldn’t get through to Josie on the phone, so he directly called Larry instead. The latter carefully glanced at Josie before stepping outside to answer the call.
“Mr. Russell, Ms. Warren has woken up… Yes, she’s in a bad mood… The doctor is here… She…”
Larry stood at the door, answering every question on the phone. Suddenly, the door behind him opened from the inside. Josie, dressed in a white nightgown, stood there quietly.
Larry was taken aback for a moment, “Ms. Warren…”
Josie gripped the icy doorknob. “Ask him when he will return.”
Larry was taken aback but quickly regained his senses and asked Dexter verbatim.
On the phone, it was unclear what was said, but Larry relayed the message. “Mr. Russell will be back by dawn.”
Josie gave a slight nod, her expression indifferent. “Tell him I’ll be waiting for him.””
After speaking, she didn’t wait for Dexter’s response. She re-entered the room and closed the door behind. her. She sprawled out on the soft bed. The rain outside had stopped. Under the illumination of the street lamps, the scenery was tranquil and elegant.
Josie took a deep breath. No matter how long she had stayed in Dexter’s territory in the past, she never felt a sense of belonging because she hadn’t grown up in such an environment. But now, she had regained her memories. All these belong to me.
She had been unconscious for a long time, so she wasn’t tired now. While waiting for Dexter to return, she reinserted the card into her phone and saw many unread messages.
That included Laura’s messages: I’m really speechless. Heather actually used the same trick as Summer. Nevertheless, the difference in treatment is clear. This time, Mark almost ended up in the hospital too. Heather really has guts. The doctor said her bone was visible. After three hours of emergency treatment, Dexter arrived. Everything is finally fine.
After reading through all the messages, Josie then read Morgan’s. He was anxious. He texted: Josie, don’t get confused.
The subsequent voice messages he sent were filled with urgency. Josie found it amusing and listened to it several times in a row.
He was worried that she had once again fallen into Dexter’s trap, but in reality, she had never left.
After a long and difficult night, dawn finally broke. The lake outside merged with the horizon, and the scene was a blanket of white. The street lights went out, and Josie got up to wash her face, feeling much
more awake.
She looked at herself in the mirror, deep in thought. When Dexter returns, I’ll come clean to him. After all, he was once my dear Dex. He has the right to know.
Yet, she kept waiting, waiting until the sky gradually brightened, until the morning glow spread out, and the view before her eyes brightened. She waited until the sun slowly rose to its zenith, but Dexter never
returned.
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Outside, there wasn’t a single sound to be heard. Dexter hadn’t returned, so Larry didn’t dare to come in. and report.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Josie picked up her phone. It was already eleven in the morning.
She told herself to forget it.
“F*ck! You’re going to be the death of me, Josie! What the hell were you doing?” Morgan started cursing as soon as the call connected.
Josie took a deep breath. “Come pick me up at the art gallery. I’ll be waiting for you at the entrance.”
It took him just over ten minutes to drive over from his place, and along the way, Morgan had already figured out the ins and outs of the matter.
“What’s wrong with your head? Did he hit you?” Seeing her bend over to get in the car, Morgan narrowed his eyes and immediately wanted to check her condition.
Josie brushed his hand away. “I bumped into something”
Morgan was somewhat skeptical. He drove at a high speed. “Heather attempted to end her life again this morning. Dexter was there. He couldn’t leave.”
