Chapter 551


    Chapter 551 Do You Really Like Arnold?


    Josie was increasingly frustrated with Dexter. She felt bad that he had been injured because of her, but


    she didn’t want to be entangled with him anymore.


    However, there was no one else to take care of him. Andy had too much on his te, so Josie was the


    only one who could do that. The doctor had given her instructions on what to do, and she just needed


    to follow them.


    Dexter had a quick temper, but Josie knew he was more patient now. asionally, she could feel that


    he looked at her with a hint of concern and hesitation.


    He didn’t want her to exhaust herself from taking care of him.


    Josie wasn’t naive. She knew that Dexter was trying to make amends with her. She also suspected it


    was because he felt remorseful about what had happened.


    She sneered at him, “You booked this room for half a year? Are you not going to care about the Russell


    Group anymore?”


    Dexter tapped on theputer before him. “I do care, but I also have to care for you.”


    Josie’s lips curled into a yful smirk. “I’ll still leave after you get better.”


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    “I’ve changed the passcode.”


    “I’ll jump out from here then.”


    Dexter’s face scrunched up in a deep scowl. “You wouldn’t dare,” he responded, his voiceced with


    concern. He knew that Josie was capable of doing it if she was feeling desperate. His reckless


    demeanor must have rubbed on her. Understanding that she could take unnecessary risk, he spoke in


    a hushed tone, “Just don’t do it.”


    Josie was startled by the sudden change of attitude. She had only meant it as a joke, but Dexter’s


    voice was full of concern.


    She brought a new dressing for his wound, hoping to change the subject. “It’s time to change your


    dressing,” she muttered.


    Dexter had a lean but muscr body. Every line on his body was like it had been chiseled by a master


    sculptor. Even in Josie’s eyes, he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.


    Her cheeks turned scarlet as hey face down on the sheets.


    The wounds were not ghastly, but it was excruciatingly painful. Josie’s fingers danced across his spine,


    applying the ointment with gentle pressure. The cool ointment left a trail of relief on his heated skin.


    Dexter winced in pain, his face contorting in agony.


    His voice was deep and raspy, making Josie’s cheeks flush.


    The room was suddenly filled with heavy tension, the air thick with unspoken words.


    Her body could never forget how he had touched her, the memory of his touch lingering on her skin.


    “Don’t feel too guilty about it,” Dextermented suddenly. “This is nothingpared to the pain


    you’ve


    endured because of me.”


    Josie’s eyes went wide with surprise. She didn’t know how to react.


    She felt a sense of relief after dressing his wound, but her relief was short-lived when he suddenly


    pulled her by the wrist, and she fell onto the bed.


    Dexter had a sly expression on his face. Josie’s eyes widened in rm, and she tried to get off the bed,


    but his hands locked her wrist tightly.


    Josie pushed him forcefully, trying to break away from his grasp. He leaned back, the lines on his


    forehead creasing in pain as he grazed his wound on the bed.


    She retreated from him, her frustration clear in her voice. “Dexter, what are you trying to do?” she


    asked, the pitch of her voice raising with every word.


    Dexter took a deep breath and pulled Josie from behind into his embrace. “Don’t move if you don’t want


    anything to happen to Arnold,” he ordered coarsely.


    Josie’s muscles tensed up in his arms as she bit down on her lip. “You’re unbelievable!” she eximed.


    Dexter paused for a moment before he let out a snicker. “I don’t care what you think of me.”


    He observed her expressions under the light. “Do you really like Arnold?” he inquired in a gravelly


    voice. A fiery passion burned in his gaze as he trailed his eyes over her body..


    Dexter leaned in and kissed Josie without giving her a chance to respond.


    The cold air was immediately reced by a warm and inviting sensation.


    Josie could not believe that Dexter managed to rein in his emotions and kept his distance. He must


    have been afraid of angering her, so he never approached her during the past couple of days. This led


    her to let her guard down around him.


    In the end, he was still the same cunning person.


    She struggled in his embrace and bit his lip so hard that she drew blood.


    Dexter finally pulled away, wincing in pain. His lips were bleeding, but there was something strangely


    attractive about the sight.


    Josie’s breath quickened into short gasps. Their eyes met with a zing tension. They were like two


    predators locked in a staredown.