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.

miss the subtle machinations at play. Swiftly withdrawing, he ordered his bodyguards to

the escalating violence

took the call in his place and quickly informed Dexter. He promptly organized a

seemed intertwined with Arnold’s

led

Josie were both gauging each

won’t buy it,” Dexter sighed, rubbing his

with you, she might

perceptively, her chuckle tinged with self-mockery,

prompting a thoughtful look from

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

lips curved into a wry smile, his

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

didn’t look at her, “You’re my

many people, but I’m not interested in being just another assistant for you.”

almost

Leanne’s eyes gleamed brightly in the dim light.

driver won’t speed. It’ll take us about an hour to reach the Olsen Residence at our current pace. It could get exhausting. You should take a nap if

deftly ignored her flirtatious

her implied meaning might have

on his leg was tender, brushing