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

“Yes, I am well aware of Dexter’s attitude towards you. But let’s not forget that I helped you when your biological son abandoned you and you had nowhere to go. I prevented your son, who was abroad, from ending up on the streets,” Arnold said with a cold smirk. “Ms. Quorn, you should be grateful and help me, shouldn’t you?”

The sea breeze blew relentlessly on Xanthe, who smiled wryly. “Are you using me to threaten Dexter? He won’t come. You’ve made a mistake.”

As she spoke these words, there was a touch of despair that only a mother could express.

“Well, that’s not necessarily true. What if I end up killing you?” Arnold spoke casually, and before Xanthe could react, he waved his hand, signaling his men to step forward.

As a ruthless criminal, he showed no mercy. Xanthe was knocked to the ground. Being no longer young, even a slightly forceful blow could be fatal.

Meanwhile, Josie turned away, unwilling to witness any longer.

Arnold played with his lighter before lighting a cigarette and spoke vaguely. “What time is it?”

No one responded for a while, and only then did Josie realize that the question was directed at her. She struggled to glance at the time. “Half past two.”

“Dexter’s boat will dock in ten minutes. Keep track of the time.”

This was undoubtedly torture.

of fighting outside the car didn’t stop, nor did Xanthe’s agonizing cries of pain. Josie was restless, attempting to roll up the car window. Without even lifting

Josie could do

a chill throughout her

in danger

son when he was a child.

an innocent child, she would often

would flash in Dexter’s eyes, although

down that he missed her,

met again, his feelings

outside, tried to reason with him. “Dexter

it before.

was clear, and it was a fair

“He will never come.”