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

The road came alive with a parade of sleek, black luxury cars, neatly spaced about five meters apart, cruising down the empty thoroughfare.

The rain pelted down incessantly, creating a rhythmic symphony on the car roofs. At the same time, raindrops painted graceful trails on the windowpanes.

Breaking the silence, Dexter’s voice carried a tinge of nostalgia, “It’s been a while since Wavery saw rain. this heavy.”

Leanne lowered her gaze, “We’ve had a two-month dry spell. Spring is here finally, bringing the inevitable. rain.”

“After this storm passes, the weather will gradually warm up.”

Dexter removed the rosary from his wrist, his fingers methodically tracing each bead, his expression a mystery.

Despite the car’s spacious design, their whispered exchange seemed to confine their surroundings.

The man casually shifted his posture, stretching out his long legs. One hand rested casually on his knee, projecting an air of relaxation.

In contrast, Leanne appeared slightly constrained.

“Dex… Why didn’t you clarify things today? When you didn’t answer the phone, were you out hunting for her father’s whereabouts?”

Earlier that day, Dexter had received news that someone had sighted Paul. Yet, upon his arrival, the informant had changed his story, claiming it was a misunderstanding.

the subtle machinations at play. Swiftly withdrawing, he ordered his bodyguards to give the informant a lesson.

due to the escalating violence that he

call in his place and quickly informed Dexter. He promptly organized a teain to

Wyatt’s information seemed intertwined with Arnold’s as

sequence of events led to their

Dexter and Josie were both gauging each other’s trustworthiness.

it,” Dexter sighed, rubbing his temple.

with you, she might not believe your

with self-mockery, “Perhaps I shouldn’t have tagged along today.”

words, prompting a thoughtful look from Dexter. “Don’t worry about it.”

Leanne sensed his uncase. It was clear that Josie’s defiance had affected Dexter.

that obvious?” Dexter’s lips curved into a wry smile, his fingers fidgeting with the rosary beads picking.

his knee as she regarded him, an infatuated glint in her eyes. “Dex… Why do you keep me close despite Mrs. Russell bothering you?”

look at her, “You’re my

assistant to many people, but I’m not interested in

words were almost on the nose.

glanced downwards, and Leanne’s eyes gleamed brightly in

us about an hour to reach the Olsen Residence at our current pace. It could get exhausting. You should take a nap if you

ignored her flirtatious

implied meaning might have

leg was tender, brushing over his vulnerable