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.

sense the woman’s will to live diminishing. Dexter opened his weary eyes, his rationality

retreat, teetering on the brink

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

to strangle you

but say some hurtful words. “However, even touching

collapse further. She kept her distance, clutching her neck and coughing forcefully. “So, let’s get a divorce. Your assets are complex.

to toe, Dexter appeared somewhat hunched. He looked as if he

because he didn’t mean to hurt

anger or aggression. The more she

up on me?” Dexter asked

she nodded. “Yes. Since you already know, I won’t hide it anymore. If we continue like this, we can’t return to how things were. I can

the taste of iron filling his mouth as his vision swirled

a chasm separated the two, making their connection feel unreal. The most tragic thing was the collapse of one’s public

guilty toward me?”

Her expression was indifferent when