Blind Date Turned Proposal

Before Heather’s art exhibition was held, Josie sent Angel abroad.

On the surface, it was to deal with matters related to the project, so no one went with Josie.

Josie had ordered a gown a few days ago and needed to go in person to get her measurements taken. Morgan found the place. It was tucked away in an obscure location, and the tailor was a renowned fashion- designer in Wavery.

Taking the measurements was a tedious task as it took a full two hours to complete.

The designer complimented, “Ms. Warren, you have a great figure, perfect for a gown. Have you worn one before?”

Josie shook her head.

“What a pity. Let’s choose a color.”

Over the years, Josie hadn’t been fond of complicated attire, always preferring simplicity in her clothing. That was the first time she had made the effort to have gown custom-made for herself, and she was exceptionally serious about it.

“Ivory. I like the color.” Josie’s fingers paused on a piece of fabric.

In fact, over the years, she rarely wore white clothes. She had to work and care for Paul. As such, her clothes would get dirty easily.

Therefore, it was her first time trying out white clothing.

you have great taste. White suits you well,

“When can I

I’ll need you to come and try them on. If they don’t fit, we

all, and I trust Morgan’s judgment,” Josie

leaving, Josie descended from the second floor, coming face to face with a familiar figure. The person was carrying a Chanel bag, with a few people trailing behind them. They looked up as they ascended

foot that was about

the stairs. “It seems you’re here to try out clothes too, Ms. Olsen.”

got it for me. He said it’s a birthday gift.”

taste really aligned well with

remained calm. “Birthday?

a hint of hesitation “Saturday I recall I’ve invited my mother.”

echoed the question.

hardened.

I come then? To celebrate your birthday?” Josie suddenly smiled as if she knew nothing at all.

respond. Instead, she said, “Ms. Warren, didn’t you also show

you’ve invited Morgan, I’ll go with him when the

she smiled.

the chain tightened, her palms starting to sweat a little. “Your