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

The thunder rumbled loudly.

Josie immediately covered Ruth’s mouth and scanned the area around them. After confirming that no one was around, she let out a breath of relief.

“What do you mean?” Josie asked. “Are you saying that other girls ended up here like me?”

Ruth nodded. “Plenty. They were all my dad’s girlfriends. But some didn’t make it out. because they were too dumb.”

Josie felt a shiver down her spine as she imagined their ill–fated endings. “Why did you help them?”

“They looked pitiful. They were covered in wounds like you. Ruth’s eyes were glassy with emotion, revealing her deep concern.

“How about this? Can you come back here tomorrow at the same time to find me? I need some time to think.”

Ruth nodded in understanding. She turned away and walked towards the fence, taking the brick away and crawling out of there to where she belonged.

Josie’s head was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts. She knew she shouldn’t be too trusting of anyone, but Ruth was only a five–year–old girl. What schemes could she be capable of?

to get up

support him. She changed the subject, saying, “Won’t the Olsens be mad at

you getting jealous thinking about Summer?” Arnold asked.

like I’m jealous?” Rolling her eyes, Josie placed a pillow for him to lie on. “Stop

all, we disappeared at the same time and didn’t return for such a long time. I’m sure the rumors about

has lost the power and standing she had in the past. You’re of no use to the Olsen family anymore. I’m sure Mark would be glad to know that you’ve disappeared. You have no intention of returning to Wavery because that place is no longer an area

on his cigarette and blew the smoke out slowly. “How are you so confident that

in front of her, gesturing to him that everything was as clear as day. “Isn’t it

popped up in her mind. “I heard that Liana was able to prove her identity to Mark and Claudia due to her birthmark,” she said. “what kind of birthmark

it wasn’t obvious. She didn’t like it, so she would always

her question. “I’m not sure,” he answered in at flat

change as she was busy tidying up

“Arnold.”

“Yes.”

“I… I think…”