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

Morgan couldn’t help but laugh when he heard this.

Dexter didn’t laugh. Heather poured him a glass of wine, but Larry quickly moved it away. saving, “Mr. Russell can’t drink alcohol.”

“Why?” Heather didn’t understand.

As Larry was struggling to explain, Eugene shifted the topic to Morgan. “Ms. Warren, you are the only woman I’ve ever seen who dares to show displeasure to Mr. Bastille. First love is indeed different, haha…”

Josie absentmindedly played with the food in her bowl, lacking any appetite. “Mr. Jablon, I’ve long heard of your reputation. I never thought you’d share the same love for gossip as womenfolk.”

This remark was clearly loaded with malice. Eugene felt a moment of awkwardness, then managed to squeeze out a smile and said to Morgan, “She’s quite a feisty girl, huh?”

Morgan curved his lips into a smile, pouring a glass of wine as a token of apology. “She’s always been like that. Please forgive her.”

In their conversation, it was as if they were back in their university days when he would take her out to see the world. He would often come to her defense during gatherings. Even if Josie said something wrong, people would not get angry out of respect for Morgan.

like

on reminiscing. She stood up and said, “I’m going to get

large hot spring pool. Josie sat

point, also sitting down. “Dex is discussing work with them,

It was Heather.

her. “Are you okay

to pick her up and drop her off, I have nothing to worry about,” Heather

tastes, Morgan invited quite a few people over, men and women, though women were in the majority. They lined up by the hot spring pool, at sight that was quite pleasing to the eye.

his head on one hand. Heather sat next to him and talked to

lively. Those who had drunk a bit too much. proposed a swimming competition. The women started to compete with each other, and it was then that their good figures were

the noise. Heather pulled

upset mood improved significantly upon seeing this farce, a smile tugging at

sight was extremely glaring

high spirits. With five women divided into pairs for a game, they were still one short. He turned his gaze to Heather. “Ms. Olsen, would you

Dexter’s hand, expressing her reluctance. “Let Ms. Warren