Blind Date Turned Proposal novel Chapter 1304

After offering her respects, Josie walked to the side where many scriptures were displayed, all written by descendants of the Russell family.

She immediately spotted Dexter's handwriting, bold and distinctive.

She reached out and took the scripture. He had completed it in its entirety. It was rare to see him so focused and calm. Flipping it casually, she turned to the last page. It was dated a year ago.

Josie's lips twitched slightly, noticing there was another page. Turning it over, he found a line of text written boldly on the back: “From Leanne, penned by Dexter, a small offering to you. Josie's been quite preoccupied, I'm sure you wouldn't hold it against her. If you find the time, do visit her in your dreams occasionally. Check on her for me and see if she's doing well.”

Upon seeing these words, Josie was caught off guard. A warmth spread through her eyes, and she felt a sudden urge to cry. Her emotions were so complex that they left her speechless.

Dexter's a fool.

Over the past couple of years, she did dream of Henry. Most of these dreams were from her childhood, where he would offer her candy to make her happy, saying that her happiness was the most important thing.

Time flew past.

In Josie's moment of distraction, something fell behind her, jolting her back to reality.

She turned in surprise and saw a cup shattered on the ground. Looking up, she was met with the lazy figure of a man leaning against the doorway, though she couldn't tell how long he'd been there.

Startled, Josie put down the scripture. “When did you get here?”

Dexter entered the room from the sunlight outside, his bright eyes gradually darkening. “You were too focused to notice someone coming in.”

The attendant seized the opportunity to step forward, tidying up the shattered pieces swiftly before hastily making his exit, leaving them alone to their private moment.

Josie gestured with her eyes. “I didn't realize you still had the patience to copy scriptures.”

Dexter also looked over and seemed lost in thought. “During that time, Grandpa often appeared in my dreams, asking about your well-being. I couldn't answer, so I copied the scriptures in your name to put his mind at ease.”

Strangely, after he finished copying the scriptures, Henry never appeared in his dreams again.