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.

everyone

He then promptly sat down, stretching out

feeling worried about the unchecked emotions the man was expressing without any

looked at

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

been

out and pinched her chin, the previous sense of fleshiness

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

uniquely resilient.

out, brushing aside the stray hairs on her forehead. His voice was deep and magnetic as he asked, “Why have you lost

was busy and was tired.” Her voice was low as she forced

raised an eyebrow, looking into her eyes with amusement.

feel tired, Josie slowly asked, “Where’s the divorce

shattered. His grip intensified as he asked, “So, you really want a divorce?”

her head back, a pained sound escaping her lips. “It

There are no divorce papers.” Dexter’s expression seemed to be a mix of pain and longing.

She was speechless.

times, and suddenly, with a pop, they went out. Instantly, everything before their eyes turned pitch

against himself. His