Chapter 220 I Don’t Like Lies
“Guess.”
Josie immediately looked at the road outside. It wasn’t the way back to Mason Garden. She shut her eyes and guessed blindly. “Heaven on Earth? You promised me not to go there anymore. Don’t tell me you miss the big bosomed girls there? Are you breaking your promise? How can you be like this, Dexter? I really misjudged you…”
“Keep quiet. Dexter couldn’t take it, and he interrupted her babbling.
Josie choked. “Then it must be Mandarin Oriental. Do you have a social engagement again? I won’t save you this time unless you pay me double my salary. It’s tiring to work.”
She was talkative when she wanted to speak. Dexter smiled as he listened to her. He suddenly asked, “Where were you a few nights ago?”
Josie’s heart clenched. She had a bad premonition and feigned ignorance. “I’m with you every night.”
“The day of the accident on the construction site. When I went to the hospital.”
Josie almost immediately felt suffocated in the stifling air. She never thought that Dexter had found out. How did he find out?
“I came home after meeting the design department. You know about it.”
Josie already knew she was done for when she said it, but she couldn’t think of a better way to hide it.
Dexter liked to smoke when he was feeling jittery. He casually took out a pack of cigarettes and tore the plastic on it. Dexter took out a cigarette and wasn’t rushing to light it. He kept sniffing it and stared at her meaningfully.
He didn’t say anything, and Josie couldn’t help but probe. “Do you have a lighter? I brought one.”
After that, she dug out a lighter from her bag. It had become a habit for her after lighting his cigarette a
Xter turned his face to the side and avoided her. She few times. She lit the fire and approached him, but couldn’t light his cigarette.
The fire flickered before the man’s face and reflected the ridge of his brow, making him seem determined and gallant.
Josie feared yet revered him.
“Dexter…”
He put his cigarette away and didn’t light it. “I don’t like lies. Don’t do this again.”
He didn’t say it explicitly, but he saw through what was on her mind. Her heart felt empty. She clear didn’t do anything wrong, but it seemed like she was in the wrong. She felt grieved.
She didn’t say anything because she didn’t know what to say. With how Dexter was acting, he must not have wanted to hear any explanations.
Their destination was Mandarin Oriental.
Dexter had a social engagement. This time, there were no big bosomed models. Only a few middle-aged men sat in seats of honor around the table. Food was served before them, one dish after another.
One of them was Mr. Langman, the head of the Sylmark project. “You’re finally here, Dexter. I’ve been waiting for a long time.”
Dexter took off his coat and passed it to Josie. He said with a forced smile, “Traffic was bad.”
There were two tables in the private room, one with men and the other with women. It seemed like the women were the men’s partners. They looked magnificent and extremely wealthy.
Josie guessed that the social engagement wouldn’t be too solemn.
“Go and greet the wives,” Dexter said to her in a low voice. The smile in the corners of his mouth was insincere.
Josie hesitated momentarily and could only put on a bold face as she walked over. One of the women with a full figure quickly stood up and welcomed her. “A few days ago, I heard that Dexter got married. I never thought it was true. You’re beautiful, Mrs. Russell. I’ve finally met you.”
The women were playing with cards and had casino tokens by their side. They were sizing Josie up at that
moment.
“Hello. Nice to meet you.” She forced a smile and seemed slightly out of place.
One of the women looked haughty. “You can call me Mrs. Langman. I don’t think I’ve seen you, Mrs. Russell. Are you an outsider?”
Outsider… Josie pondered the word in her heart. “I guess. You can call me Josie.”
