Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Cecilia kept comforting herself after hanging up the phone. Her mom had it tough, too; at such an old age, she had to arrange blind dates for her.

As the saying goes, familiarity comes with repetition. If this blind date didn’t go well, she would surely arrange a better one next time.

“Sorry.” This time, it was Cecilia apologizing to the waitress. She felt a bit embarrassed. “This seat isn’t the one I reserved, I made a mistake. But…”

Her gaze swept around the coffee shop.

“I’m here for a blind date. I…”

There were no available seats before her. Where would she go for the blind date now? And where would she wait?

If things didn’t work out, she might as well just go home. Even if she had to endure Sue’s nagging, it was better than trying to squeeze in a place that was like a crowded marketplace.

Already having second thoughts before starting her entrepreneurial journey, Cecilia looked around the coffee shop again.

her temples, feeling a headache coming. “Is this even a coffee shop? It’s more like a

to have been turned into a

her complaint, the waitress flashed her a relaxed smile. “Oh, a blind

especially after sorting out the

who came for blind dates don’t stay here, they’re on the

at a forty-five-degree angle—the whole thing

and sky-blue, reminiscent

it turned out, the highlight of this coffee shop

disappeared. She was

was quite afraid. The surroundings were covered in large floor-to-ceiling glass

felt like she could collide with the speeding cars at any time. In reality, there was an entire

Excitement surged in her.