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

Josie instinctively glared at him, catching a glimpse of Dexter’s expression gradually turning. menacing from the corner of her eye.

“How about that? I remembered correctly, didn’t I?” Morgan asked with a smile. “You must have had a tough few years, so take your time and have a good soak.”

Before Josie could even respond, Eugene asked, “Mr. Bastille, do the two of you… know each other?”

“First love.”

Morgan’s words never failed to shock people into silence. Astonishment was written across Eugene’s face. He glanced at Josie, then at Dexter, whose face was taut with tension. “My goodness,” he exclaimed, “everyone said Mr. Bastille was quite the charmer in his youth. Who would have thought he’d run into his first love like this? What a coincidence, don’t you think, Mr. Rusell?”

Josie gritted her teeth in frustration, knowing full well Morgan did it on purpose, deliberately making things difficult for her.

“What I mean is, I was her first love,” Morgan corrected leisurely. His gaze met Dexter’s directly. Sparks of palpable danger flew between them.

lips, disinterested in their dispute. She turned to the server and said, “I’m on my period, so it’s inappropriate for me to enter the water in such

statement, she effectively declined Morgan’s arrangement. Instead of acknowledging

and shrugged. “Skip

Josie. As they walked

in light, airy clothes. Her figure may not be voluptuous, but she carried herself with

are you doing

of sight. “I heard this hot spring clubhouse in Rivodia was amazing, and the vegetarian food was delicious too, so I brought

dining room, the woman dining elegantly was none other than Claudia.

smoothened, nodding slightly

here is truly excellent,” Morgan agreed with a smile. “How about this? I’ll

he turned his gaze toward the attendant.

everything had been set in stone. She expressed her thanks, then walked over to Dexter and whispered intimately, “Dex, my mother will be going back. for her prayers later, and I’ll be so bored on my own. Can I hang out with you

“We’re a group of men discussing business, so it’s not

talking about Josie. Her voice trailed off at the end of the sentence.

marred Dexter’s