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

It was as if they were a close-knit couple just yesterday but were now strangers.

Josie noticed that the back seat of the car was piled with a lot more work files than usual, some of which were scattered on the floor.

She hesitated for a moment, then bent down to pick everything up, organizing it bit by bit. “You’ve been busy lately, haven’t you? I’m sorry, it’s my fault.”

The man’s large hands, clasped in front of him, paused slightly. His cool eyes narrowed a bit. “Don’t think so highly of yourself. This has nothing to do with you.”

Josie said nothing in response and endured it in silence. “The business you entrusted to me, I will transfer it back to you soon.”

“What I give, I never take back,” Dexter said, his eyes and brows illuminated by the light from the window, devoid of any warmth.

Josie was taken aback.

The car quickly reached Mason Garden. Having not been there for a few days, she thought. that it seemed as though the place had lost much of its liveliness. Despite it being summer, it felt incredibly cold there.

“Where’s Mrs. Carroll?” Josie glanced around, not seeing any servants.

you left, everyone

promptly sat down, stretching out his long legs leisurely. His entire demeanor exuded extreme fatigue.

worried about the unchecked emotions the man was expressing without any guard.

at

his eyes, she approached him in the end. She squatted on the ground, her hands falling on his knees, a gesture of

you been

her chin, the previous sense of

lost weight, yet she looked even more beautiful. Even with her head lowered, she was still stunning when she looked up, different

uniquely

the stray hairs on her forehead. His voice was deep

busy and was tired.” Her voice was low as she forced a smile. “But it’s good that I’ve

an eyebrow, looking into

position she was in making her feel tired, Josie slowly asked, “Where’s the divorce papers?”

Dexter’s eyes shattered. His grip intensified

forced to tilt her head back, a pained sound escaping her lips. “It was you who said…”

are no divorce papers.” Dexter’s expression seemed to be a mix

She was speechless.

with a pop, they

his arm around her neck, pressing her against himself. His