That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

Chapter 550 Leave as Soon as Possible

Josie stood by the entrance, pouring a cup of water for the police officers.

The police officers didn’t hold anything against her after she explained what happened. “Your husband looked furious. He must bully you often, they commented.

However, she kept it to herself and explained, “It’s my fault. I came out without telling him.”

“Is he that strict with you?”

“That’s how he’s always been.”

“Seeing how you and your husband act around each other, I’m sure your relationship won’t last. Listen to my advice and get away from him as soon as possible.

Josie chuckled softly, “Thanks, buddy.”

Despite her wishes, Dexter wouldn’t let her go.

The police officers had already left when Dexter exited the station. Andy went outside to make a call. Dexter leaned against the wall, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He lit it up but didn’t take a puff. “They look quite young. I’m sure they’re just at the beginning of their careers. Shall I turn their world. upside down?”

breathed out wafted between

simple and straightforward request. However, if you’re unwilling to do so, I guess I’ll have no choice but to make them pay. Their lives would be

know me

Don’t say I didn’t warn

assertive. As he spoke, Josie’s knuckles turned white from the pressure of her grip. Dexter

two chips of blue ice, cold and unyielding.

eyebrow shot up in

to inform me about

lips expanded into a wide grin.

there, shining a flashlight. into the car. Dexter’s eyes narrowed to slits as he growled, “What do you want? Are you

officer laughed nervously. “I didn’t recognize you before. But I wouldn’t have mistaken. you

searches

eyes widened in shock at the pictures posted online. They were from Summer’s birthday

misleading angle. It showed Dexter carrying Josie away, his broad back making her look small in his arms. She had turned to look back in fear, and the photo caught her looking directly into the

fear, and tears welled up in them, threatening to spill

was a blank slate, unreadable

hive of activity,

confirmed the identity of Mrs.

her