NovelOnlineHer mind momentarily stalled. "I didn't expect you to still favor sons over daughters." This statement caused Dexter to furrow his brows. After he realized what she meant, he pushed Grape out and asked Esmeralda to take her to play.
"What do you mean?" Josie also felt it was inappropriate, but the words had already been spoken and couldn't be taken back. She shook her head, saying it was nothing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she turned to leave, Dexter stopped her. The lake mirrored their figures.
"Do you think I let Grape take your surnbecause she's a girl?" With the conversation at this point, Josie turned to face him again. “Isn't it? If she were a boy, you, or the Russell family, would be eager to include him in the family register." The Russell family's century-old tradition had never changed: favoring the eldest and valuing sons over daughters.
For a moment, Dexter's face was unreadable, his thoughts inscrutable. Yet, from the depths of his eyes, Josie discerned a flicker of anger.
"Leaving aside the reason why I let Grape take your surname, even if she were a boy, I would still respect you because you are her mother!" "What's there that can't be discussed? Speak up. What's the reason?" "Because I love you!" The vast space fell silent for a moment, only the sound of their breathing could be heard.
Josie wore a hint of confusion. She understood, yet she didn't quite grasp it.
"Do you know the Russell family's rules? Regardless of gender, as long as they are of Russell blood, they must be recognized and recorded in the family tree. Ten years ago, I might not have been capable enough to help you protect Grape, but now that I am in charge, I can do that. Because I love you, I'm willing to protect your right and give you the greatest freedom. Do you really think I don't love Grape? It's because I love you more!" Dexter's voice was not loud, but it was resolute. His eyes were filled with pain and struggle as he looked at Josie.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJosie stood still for a moment. He rarely showed such emotions, and she realized she must have misunderstood him. "Sorry, it's my fault." Josie took a deep breath. "Thank you, regardless." et After she finished speaking, she intended to leave. However, before she could even turn around, the man seized her wrist, flipping it upward and effectively restraining ber. Being exceptionally close, Josie could smell the woody fragrance et emanating from him. Her expression turned to one of alarm. "What are you doing?" Dexter lowered his voice. "Actually, there is another way to test whether I favor boys over girls." "What?" "Giveanother child." Josie was angry and attempted to step on him. She knew he had ulterior motives.
Dexter easily dodged with a hint of a smile on his lips. He exerted pressure on her wrist, locking her firmly. "Apologize." After being scolded by him, Josie wasn't in a good mood. "No way." Dexter lowered his eyes, making a soft tutting sound.
He always had a soft spot for her when she appeared soft and weak.
"I can't bear to see you go through the pain of childbirth again," he said, almost sighing. His fingers traced the thorn tattoo on her waist "Why didn't you get it removed?" S Josie averted his gaze. "I'm afraid of pain." She was too busy and constantly delayed it.
The autumn scenery was breathtaking, with yellowed maple leaves falling gently around them. They were alone in a rather ambiguous situation.
As he gave a forceful jab, Josie's body went numb on one side. She instinctively retreated. "Dexter, don't be crazy."
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