Chapter 721: Encounter With Josie

Helen's POV:

I was more than a little confused, so I erased my smile and ignored her.

Shortly thereafter, George returned with the tray.

Even though we were together every day and I had the privilege of admiring him all the time, I couldn't
help but still sigh like a love-sick school girl when I saw him approaching us.He was so bloody
handsome! Not only was he drop dead gorgeous, but he had a charming temperament too.

With that deadly combination, he could knock the socks off anyone.He was a real head turner but he
didn't even notice it, nor did it bother him.

The restaurant guests all looked at him in awe, mesmerized by his good looks.Had he not come
directly and sat down next to me, I guess the single girls would have made a beeline for him.He was
not distracted by anything and came calmly to me.He set the cutlery and dishes well and took good
care of me.

Seeing his natural and skillful movements, endeared him to me even more.I felt pampered.

Just as we were about to dig in, the beautiful woman who was sitting at the next table, suddenly stood
up and walked seductively up to our table.

"George! What a lovely coincidence! I didn't expect to bump into you here."

She greeted George, oozing enormous amounts of charm and didn't even look at me like I didn't even
exist! From a distance, I had noticed her exquisite beauty when she was sitting at the next table.

Now that she was standing in front of us, I could see her close up.She was indeed beautiful.Her beauty
was different from the many beautiful women I knew.



It was aggressive, vivid, and flamboyant.

However, George seemed annoyed by her intrusion.

As George's wife, I didn't think that there was anything to worry because I trusted my husband.

Nonetheless, I stuck around with some yearning in my heart to see how this show would unfold!
George asked abruptly, "Who are you?"

"Don't you remember me? I'm Josie Burke."

The lovely lady introduced herself with a faint smile and then promptly sat down beside me, gazing
unblinkingly at George and shamelessly smacking her red lips.

She was not shy enough to hide her admiration for my man.

Josie Burke? The name rang a bell.

I cast my mind back a little and then remembered that she was the girl that his parents had introduced
him to when he went to Washington for the New Year.

When George's mother had spoken to me earlier in her usual unfriendly tone, she mentioned Josie to
me.

She emphasized how suitably qualified Josie's background was.

A perfect match for her family.

His mom hinted that I should be sensible enough not to fantasize about things that belonged to
sophisticated, rich, upper class girls.



Perhaps it was not until then that George realized who she was.He nodded but still maintained an icy
tone.

"The table is not big enough and you are literally squeezing my companion.Please excuse us."

He tried to drive her away rudely.

"I'm fine.You guys chat.What would you like to eat? I'll fetch it for you."

On the contrary, I wished I could give way to them and allow them to have a little chit-chat.

George held my hand possessively to stop me from leaving and then asked Josie, "Is there anything
else? If not, we'd like to get on with our meal."

Josie deliberately glanced in my direction and said with a husky voice, "You have great taste."

I smiled but kept quiet.

Did she mean my taste in food or men? I was thankful that I had enough experience dealing with
George's mother and Velma, so now I could easily deal with people in that egotistical circle.

Josie definitely was one of them.

These people, including George, were born and bred with superiority and arrogance and it was present
in every breath that they took.

Of course, George had transformed remarkably since his early days.

"Sorry, I hope you don't mind, but I want to have dinner in private with my wife."

George darted her a hateful, impatient look.



Then he picked up our food and led me to another table.He was a real gentleman.

Even though Josie’s persistence had annoyed him, he didn't shout at her or anything.

Instead, he chose to walk away.

If that woman had any sense at all, she would have got the message and left.I had to say that she was
really a pain in the neck.

After we changed tables, I teased, "Are you feeling guilty about something? Is that why you chose to
ditch her and leave so quickly?"

George stopped eating and glared at me.

"You are so liberal-minded.Your husband was openly seduced by another woman, yet you chose to sit
back and watch the fun.How promiscuous can you be?"

"Don't you feel it in your bones that the two of you are destined to meet? After all, of all places in
California, you ran into each other on such a small island and even stayed in the same hotel.Sounds
like fate to me," I continued.

I was thoroughly enjoying myself teasing him.

"Hmm? Now that you put it that way, I think you are right.Do you think I should go after her?"

George retorted, flaring his nostrils.

Seeing that he was really getting angry, I stopped my silly game.But in the middle of the meal, t couldn't
help saying, "Josie is a very beautiful woman with an amazing dress sense.That's reason enough for
your mother to want to push you two together.Don't you think so, my..."



Before I could finish my words, George picked up a bread roll and stuffed it into my mouth, silencing
me.I was just trying to draw a rational conclusion.Whether it was her hour glass figure, her rough
beauty or her family background, Josie definitely seemed like a perfect match for George.

If I were his mother, I would also go all out to make Josie my daughter-in-law.

George warned, "Concentrate on your meal.Don't let your mind wander idly.Silly girl!"

Josie's POV:

I'd been secretly staring in the direction of George and Helen and also observed their interaction.

Their chemistry was fantastic.I had never seen George like this before.

In my mind, he was a polite, modest, kind gentleman.

But deep inside, he was cold and callous.

But now, he was gentle and over pampered Helen.He could be his true self with her, whether happy or
sad.It made me sick to see how often he indulged her.

He was totally different from his usual cold and alienated self.He exuded such warmth when he was
around her.

I just heard George call Helen his wife.

Were they married? Maybe I just misheard him.

If they were married, his mother wouldn't send us on a blind date in the first place.



When I first met George, possibly like every other girl who had met him, I had a crush on him, but I
didn't get that attached.I just occasionally followed the social media posts to check what he was up to.

After all, our families were well matched.

Our parents had already pre-approved a union between us.

Sooner or later, we would be together.in my mind, that was a foregone conclusion.I had landed here for
a vacation because a friend of mine had asked me out.I honestly didn't expect to see George here.

Just then, my phone rang.It was my friend announcing that she would reach here by the evening flight.

When she came, there would be some real action to look forward to.

Actually, she was not my friend, but the enemy of my enemy.

My enemy was Helen.

Jane was Helen's enemy.

Now that Jane wanted to deal with her enemy, we teamed up together.I knew that we would make a
formidable team.

It was actually also Jane who called me and invited me to this island.

She enticed me to come here with the promise of some real entertainment.

How could I refuse? After the meal, I smugly put on my sunglasses and left, looking forward to Jane's
arrival.

With Jane in charge, there would never be a dull moment!


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