Blind Date Turned Proposal

Before leaving the studio, Josie countered Laura’s assumption. “Do I really care about him? I wouldn’t have even cared if he were on the brink of death!”

Recalling the times Arnold had played games with her, her anger was palpable.

Back at Mason Garden, Paul was seated at the dining table, engrossed in his meal. Spotting Josie’s return, Julie hastened to take her coat. “Madam, you’re back so soon.”

“Yes, just had to handle some minor matters.” Josie approached the table, casting a glance at her father’s meal. “What’s on the menu?”

Her attention shifted as she noticed her father clutching a photograph frame tightly, his gaze distant. “Dad? What’s that you’re holding onto? Dad?”

Extending her hand, she gently shook her father’s arm, snapping him out of his reverie. “It’s your photograph, Jo.”

Josie was taken aback. “Photograph? Which photograph?” She couldn’t recall placing any framed photo of herself.

Julie approached with a concerned expression. “…Madam, since you left, he’s been holding onto that photograph, insisting it’s yours. I’ve tried explaining, but he wouldn’t listen.”

her brows. Her father’s memory had become less reliable since his recovery, and moments of confusion weren’t uncommon. She hadn’t paid much

“What photograph?”

and whispered

expression on Josie’s face changed dramatically upon hearing it. She swiftly moved forward, intending to take the

the photo, refusing to release it, his frustration mounting. “What are you saying? This

right here in front of you.

thinking she was trying to snatch the photo from him.

attempt led to a

slipped from her father’s grasp, landing on the floor with a

revealed the picture

For some inexplicable reason, a wave of sorrow washed over her. She drew nearer, wanting to retrieve the picture, but a piece of glass cut her hand, and a droplet of blood

she exclaimed

of blood snapped Paul back to reality. He trembled, rushing to support Josie. “Jo! What are

Josie remained motionless.