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.

server and said, “I’m on my period, so it’s inappropriate for

arrangement. Instead of acknowledging

upset and shrugged. “Skip her, then.”

the guidance of an attendant, the group headed toward a private dining room. Dexter led the way, not sparing another glance at Josie. As they walked through the corridor, one of the private rooms’ doors suddenly opened, and a woman walked out. The woman

airy clothes. Her figure may not be voluptuous, but she carried herself with a youthful

“What are you doing

the side, clearing his line of sight. “I heard this hot spring clubhouse in Rivodia was amazing, and the vegetarian food was

dining elegantly was none

nodding slightly

have good taste indeed, young lady. The vegetarian food here is truly excellent,” Morgan

turned his gaze toward

could refuse, 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 guys for a

trace of hesitation, “We’re a group of men discussing business,

is it inappropriate? Isn’t she… also part of your group?” Heather was talking about Josie. Her voice trailed off at the end of the sentence.

Dexter’s countenance.