Chapter 9
After talking with Matthew, Josie stayed in the hospital to apany her father until five in the evening.
Then, she bought some groceries in the supermarket and went back to Mason Garden by public bus.
Dexter was not home after Josie had dinner, so she washed up and went to bed.
In the middle of the night, she woke up due to thirst. She went downstairs in a daze to drink a ss of
water and returned to a room to continue sleeping.
At 2 a.m., Dexter returned to the vi after his schedule ended. He went back to his bedroom and
switched on the light. As he was about to walk to the bathroom, his steps halted. How on earth did this
woman appear on my bed?
Dressed in cotton sleepwear, Josie was sleeping in an unruly position with her fair, long legs exposed
in the air.
Dexter’s eyes darkened. He went up and grasped Josie’s arm.
“Josie Warren!”
“Mm… What are you doing?!” Josie rubbed her eyes and shoved Dexter’s hand away. She red at
him and mumbled, “Why did youe to my room in the middle of the night?”
Dexter refuted with a cold face, “Look clearly – whose room is this?”
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Only then did Josie bepletely awake.
She nced around the room. It was Dexter’s room – she had walked into the wrong room!
Upon realizing the fact, Josie’s anger was dismissed at once. She got off the bed and apologized
carefully, “I’m so sorry. I was too sleepy and identally walked into the wrong room.”
“identally walked into the wrong room?” Dexter examined her sharply. Obviously, he didn’t buy her
reason.
“Was it an ident, or do you have other intentions?”
Josie exined earnestly, “It was an ident! I…”
Dexter didn’t bother hearing her exnation and interrupted her coldly. “Get out!”
Josie snorted and quickly slipped away.
Dexter was frustrated to have a woman in his vi, yet he had no choice but to live with her given the
current situation, because Henry might send someone to check in on them at any time.
After taking a shower, Dextery on the bed. Josie’s scent lingered on his pillow, which made him frown
as he subconsciously recalled the scene when he spotted Josie just now.
Exasperated, he got off the bed and changed the bedsheets. With that, he finally fell asleep.
…
Unfortunately, Josie bumped into Dexter the following day when she was about to head out.
The two left the vi together, but one got into his Rolls-Royce while the other walked half a mile to the
bus station.
Josie wasn’t hoping that Dexter would give her a ride to Russell Group. After all, he had warned her not
to reveal their marriage to anyone in thepany.
Not long after Josie settled down in her seat in the office, her director summoned her to his office.
Josie was an interior designer. The design department director was a man in his thirties named Patrick
Davidson.
He always picked on Josie because Josie rejected his pursuit when he first joined the department.
“Ms. Warren, I can’t believe you dared to bunk off work and apply for leave two days in a row. Do you
think you’re the boss now?! Have you finished the design for Hoi?”
Hoi was a new real estate project developed by Russell Group. Every designer was required to
submit a piece of work; the best would be chosen for the project’s interior design.
Josie was upied the past few days, so she didn’t have time to work on the design.
She pouted. “Mr. Davidson, the task was only assigned two days ago. There’s still one week until the
deadline.”
Moreover, Josie reckoned her design would not be chosen even if shepleted the task. Although
she was talented, Patrick had been suppressing her for the past few years, so she had no chance to
exhibit her talents.
“How dare you talk back?! Mind you, and if you continue your behavior, you’ll be fired sooner orter!
Now, go and print this document for me!”
Josie rolled her eyes speechlessly. He’s asking me to do odd jobs again! I’m now the president’s wife.
Someday, I’ll ask Mr. Russell to fire you!
Nheless, Josie knew it was impossible. So, she could only follow Patrick’s instructions and went to
print the documents.