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

As the plane ascended into the sky, a multitude of lights from innumerable homes twinkled below.

Dexter opted not for a private jet this time. Disguised behind a mask, he occupied a seat in business class, engrossed in his laptop. Behind him, Larry had a clear view of Josie and her assistant positioned two seats. ahead on his left.

At that moment, Larry grasped the situation. Dexter had boarded this flight, setting aside his pride, all for her.

The flight from Wavery to Rivodia entailed a five-hour journey. The passengers around, fatigued from the trip, had dozed off into slumber.

Among them, Josie lowered her gaze to power down her laptop. She quietly gave Angel some instructions regarding work before concluding. “Please wake me promptly if anything comes up.”

Dexter sported a bracelet on his wrist, emitting an air of elegance whenever he raised his arm. Yet, what truly captured attention beneath the backlight was the modest, unassuming ring adorning his ring finger.

shopping mall. Neither its craftsmanship nor its price aligned with his stature, yet he proudly wore it on his ring finger, never removing

saw Dexter rise with a blanket in his hand, his tall figure crossing the

Angel almost to the point of screaming. “Mr. Russell…”

could finish speaking, Dexter’s gaze remained fixed on Josie. He raised

sleep. His large hand hovered in mid-air, motionless, as if he was hesitating. He lowered his head and stared for a moment, then seemed to give up. He clenched his fist and suppressed a cough at his lips before returning to

likely a sign of restless slumber.

conference. It wasn’t a grand affair, but it did draw the presence of a few financial magnates, and the media were scattered. everywhere. News had circulated that both Dexter and Josie would be in attendance, briefly igniting hopes of capturing some sensational photographs. However, to their astonishment, the moment they disembarked from the plane, the two of them went their separate ways

expected Dexter to come, let alone that they would

was

Dexter’s prior introductions to many of his connections, Josie had become acquainted with most of the attendees. They could exchange smiles and engage in discussions about

figures had concluded their speeches, it was Dexter’s turn to deliver his address. Adorned in formal attire, his every gesture exuded grace and ease. The allure of a seasoned man emanated from him, instilling a profound sense of reassurance. It left no room for doubt that this man, no matter the circumstances, would always