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

At the standoff, Summer gracefully emerged from the crowd, “Mr. Shaw, you’re in high spirits. You’re willing to take time out of your busy schedule to attend tonight’s fashion banquet, just to share a dance with Mrs. Russell.”

Zachariah’s gaze sharpened instantly. “Ms. Olsen, you’re mistaken. That’s not the purpose of my visit.”

“I heard Mr. Shaw didn’t take on a single project tonight. He only did one thing,” Summer said with a smile, looking at everyone. “You all saw it. He was dancing with Mrs. Russell.”

Josie stood still, her expression growing increasingly unpleasant. She couldn’t understand the sudden appearance of Summer, but she was certain there was no good intention behind it.

Zachariah scoffed coldly. “Dancing with her is hardly a big deal. It’s just an opportunity to appreciate Ms. Warren’s charm.”

When he spoke these words, he didn’t address her as Dexter’s wife. Clearly, he intended to leave Dexter out of it and solely humiliate Josie.

Everyone understood and simultaneously burst into laughter.

It was not exactly friendly.

Shaw, you shouldn’t make things difficult for Ms. Warren. Who knows how many people. will come to

by Summer. The sudden difficulty made Josie

discomfort, chuckled at the words. “I must admit that I hadn’t thought it through. Thank you, Ms. Olsen, for showing

and Josie exchanged a glance. Summer then said, “Indeed, she never sleeps with

remark was dripping with sarcasm. Josie’s mouth corners drooped, and she even noticed someone. not far away

wanted to say something, but Summer forcefully silenced her. Lowering her voice, Summer

hand, along with her retort, was suppressed.

Summer and Josie stood facing each other on the

wine into the flowerpot. “After more than a year

this day, Josie. How does it feel to shoot

expressionless. “I’ve never done such a thing.

been leaked, and you still deny it? Do you enjoy playing the innocent so much? If I were Dexter, I would divorce you immediately.”

that Josie and Dexter were not

stared at Summer. It had been a long time since they last met, and she noticed a few more fine lines on her face. It seemed that the scheming and plotting