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.

all these years if

“Nghh…”

A teardrop fell from her eye and sunk into the sofa

to her and watched as she

“Dad…”

in

rang across the room. Dexter made a silent

“Bring her a blanket.”

around and went up

The next day.

woke from her sleep. She was confused as the blanket draped on

ears as she exercised

Josie hurried upstairs to freshen up.

and managed

for employees when a strong force knocked her

and staggered. She would have become the company’s joke if she didn’t hold on to the nearest thing just

regained her footing, she looked up with a frown to see one of

look of disdain was seared

She was speechless.

that hares may pull dead lions by

“Get in.”

at the

she looked over to see a deep-set

Mr. Russell. I’ll just wait for the

arm and pulled her

was

herself. The pain she was expecting didn’t arrive as

caught in her throat as the man’s attractive face was