Blind Date Turned Proposal

After the incident, Josie’s popularity in the design department was no longer what it used to be. People would gossip whenever she was around. Those that were extreme would deliberately bump into her just to insult her.

She put up with all of it.

“It’s alright.” She would comfort herself. It was nothing compared to her salary.

…

At night, Dexter reached home late after attending an unplanned meeting.

He shrugged off his coat and changed into his indoor slippers. As he was about to head upstairs, he noticed a slim figure curled up on the sofa.

The woman seemed to be restless. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she mumbled in her sleep.

He went up to her and listened.

“Get out of my way, you bunch of stupid admirers… Stay away… Let me earn my money…”

He furrowed his forehead speechlessly.

How badly off is she that she’s even dreaming about earning money?

At that moment, the laptop screen before Josie flickered. Dexter noticed an interior design plan opened on the screen.

Although it was just a rough draft, Josie’s ideas and thoughts that went into the design were apparent. Every stroke of the drawing showed off her skill and talent in designing.

A rare look of admiration flashed across Dexter’s face. But he was bewildered.

under the radar for all these

“Nghh…”

her sleep. A teardrop fell

and watched as she muttered again after some

“Dad…”

eyes flickered. The cold glint in his eyes turned into a

voice rang across the room. Dexter made a silent gesture, and the maid

“Bring her a blanket.”

and went up

The next day.

sleep. She was confused as the blanket draped on her shoulders slipped

awake?” The maid’s voice rang in Josie’s ears as she exercised her stiff shoulders and said, “Thank you for

the maid could say another word, Josie hurried upstairs to freshen up. The maid could only swallow her

the company and managed to clock in just

to the elevator for employees when a strong force knocked

lost her balance and staggered. She would have become the company’s joke if

with a frown to

the man’s look of disdain was

She was speechless.

that hares may pull dead

“Get in.”

at the cold, deep

looked over to see

the offer, Mr. Russell. I’ll just wait for the next elevator. After all…

and pulled her into the

and was about

she was

her throat as