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

Josie looked up.

He removed her mask and asked, “Are you afraid of being recognized? Have you done something shameful?”

He spoke each word and sentence like a very angry, trapped beast.

Josie was in severe pain from the chokehold. She struggled to slap his hand away and called out, “Dexter!”

He leaned forward, his cold laughter reminiscent of an Epean vampire. “You don’t want to tell me who that man is. Is it because you know him? Not only do you know him, but I do too.”

It was a declarative sentence.

Oxygen was gradually squeezed out from her lungs. Everything in sight suddenly became hazy, like a filming technique in a movie, filled with bizarre and colorful lights,

Eventually, even his appearance became indistinguishable.

He must have found something. Josie eventually calmed herself down.

She decided to stop the pointless struggle. If Dexter wanted to strangle her, then so be it.

woman’s will to live diminishing. Dexter opened his weary eyes, his rationality returning. In the end, he chose

two-step retreat, teetering on the brink of collapse. It was a

of letting her go. As he approached, his anger was not as abrupt as before, which made Josie even

said, “I want to strangle you

hurtful words. “However, even touching you makes me feel. dirty.”

her to death. Josie didn’t dare to provoke this man on the brink of collapse further. She kept her distance, clutching

toe, Dexter appeared somewhat hunched. He looked as if he had walked straight out

mean to hurt her. He was

or aggression. The more she looked at him

to give up on me?”

If we continue like this, we can’t return to how things were. I can give up everything,

back teeth, the taste of iron filling his mouth as his vision swirled before him.

if a chasm separated the two, making their connection feel unreal. The most tragic thing

guilty toward me?”

to take another look. Her expression was