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

“Wait!” Josie looked up, her gaze falling on the trembling Angel. “You can reprimand me, but this young lady is innocent. Let her go.”

“Why should I listen to you?” the bodyguard asked, glancing at Angel.

“The person Mr. Dalton wants is me. It has nothing to do with innocent people. I have no parents or a husband. It doesn’t matter if you take me away, but she’s different. She has parents, and she’s from Wavery. If she goes missing, the situation will become hard for you to handle.”

Josie continued quickly, striking the iron when it was hot. “More leads are popping up now. You guys wouldn’t want to invite trouble, would you?”

The bodyguard seemed to agree with Josie’s argument. He asked, “What if she alerts others after I let her go?”

“Well… why don’t you leave her somewhere far away, where there’s no one around? It would take her a while to get back. By the time she makes a report, you would have already dealt with me, right?” Josie was doing her best to buy some time.

“Ms. Jo… I won’t leave! I can’t abandon you and escape alone!” Angel cried out loudly, terrified by the situation.

“Listen to me. I can’t protect myself, but I can protect you,” Josie shot Angel a meaningful look.

others. to drag Angel away. “Take her away. Oh, and before you

“Yes!”

don’t come

rod, aiming straight for Angel’s leg. He swung with all his might, intending to cripple her. She didn’t even have time to dodge. She

then, a car sped toward them. It headed straight for the bodyguard,

out. She turned to look and was startled to see the car door open, with

was surprised. “What are

The bodyguards weren’t pushovers, though. They all rushed forward, trying to aim at Dexter’s weak points. He dodged their attacks nimbly, counterattacking by grabbing

many people, and he couldn’t move freely in the vehicle. So, Dexter jumped out of the car, picked up an iron rod, and began to fight them off, all while

enemies, as he only brought two or

tugging at Josie’s heart. She clutched the corner of Dexter’s clothes, alerting him

the attacker flying several meters

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