Blind Date Turned Proposal

On the verge of tears, Scar was about to speak when the door to the ward swung open. Arnold walked out, his expression far from pleasant.

Scar quickly stood up, as if he had seen his savior.

“Mr. Carter.”

Josie sat in the chair as Arnold scrutinized her.

The latter, now sober, gave Scar the side-eye. “What’s the matter?”

Scar tiptoed and whispered something into his ear. Arnold’s expression remained unchanged. “Got it. Take a team to handle it. Get it resolved by tomorrow morning.”

Upon receiving his orders, Scar complied and quickly departed, his actions bearing an uncanny resemblance to a hasty escape.

Josie could barely hold by her laughter as she looked on.

“Why are you giving him a hard time?” Arnold pressed the elevator button.

“I enjoy it, you know,” Josie said, walking beside him. “He keeps calling me instead. Does he think I have the aura of Mrs. Carter?”

The mirror in the elevator reflected their two figures, one tall and one petite, making for a peculiar yet compatible pair.

“Stop messing around.”

they left the hospital. “Your dad must really hate me,

think?” Arnold

did it

glanced at her. “Are you satisfied now? You’ve avenged

here

this, Arnold, who was just about to

brought her along. He himself couldn’t

my father to

silent, Josie continued, “I’m not doing this for him. I’m doing

sure how much he had taken in. He walked to the other side and

just here. Why

“I forgot.”

Josie was rendered speechless.

a house in Wavery, he seldom went back there. He always felt it too empty

the country club where he had an exclusive room

poured

and went into the bathroom to

and it seemed Heather was there too. The moment I

water echoed from within, Josie had

become the daughter of the Olsen family. In the future, she might even marry Dexter. Honestly, don’t you feel

she quietly took out a transparent pouch from