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

Chapter 620 Learning to Ski

She tumbled headfirst into the snowdrift, the cold air biting at her nose and cheeks. She could taste the snowflakes on her tongue as she gasped for breath. After a moment, she lifted. her head and took a deep breath of the crisp winter air.

Dexter picked up her ski poles, panting as he approached her. “You fool.”

Josie’s face fell into a pout. “It’s only my first time.”

The ski complex was a hive of activity, with people of all social classes enjoying a day of skiing.

No one there could recognize Josie and Dexter, and for the first time in a long time, she felt. like a normal couple skiing with their friends in wintertime.

This was what she had always hoped for with Dexter, to be able to just be themselves and enjoy each other’s company.

Dexter noticed her unfocused gaze and gave her a pinch on her cheeks. “Get up now. The ground is really cold. You can try again.”

Josie held onto his hands. “I like this place.”

“We can come here often if you like it here,” he said, firmly pulling her from the ground.

He assured her confidently, but Josie felt this could be the last time.

sighed softly at the thought. As she took her first step, she noticed her left ankle was sprained. Dexter knelt down beside her and gently unlaced her boots. He massaged her ankle tenderly; his lips curled into a playful grin. “I shouldn’t have let you do this,” he said. “It hurts, doesn’t

at him. “It’s all your fault for not taking good care

soon as he heard her comment. Josie’s face scrunched up as he continued to rub

in closer to Dexter and gave him a peck on

guard. His hands froze in

head had already turned

the top of

feel so bad for

direction. “Nothing to worry about. Let’s

of their ski gear and carried her on his back as

but he held her tightly. “We have to let them know we’re leaving.” she asserted. “We can’t

as you? They’ll catch up with us soon.

layer of snow softened the edges of the ground and covered the pine trees by the road. Tiny patches

steadily on his back as they walked towards the

cold. The snow fell gently,

“Have you carried anyone

shrugged. “Who else could’ve had this privilege?” he responded,