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

Chapter 917 Kill Her By Collision

She slept restlessly.

Faces of many people appeared in her dreams, including Summer’s, Edward’s, and even Dexter’s. They tormented her nerves, the agony constantly reverberating through her.

“Ah!” Josie jolted awake.

She glanced at her vibrating phone beside her. A sense of dread washed over her. The caller ID showed it was Morgan calling.

She paused for a moment, got up to pour herself a drink, and answered the call, “What’s up?”

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then quickly came the question. “Your voice sounds off. Did you just wake up?”

Josie glanced at the time, which read five in the afternoon, and denied, “No.”

“I just received news. Edward has disappeared.”

Josie closed her eyes briefly, wanting to say that she knew this news before him, but she still pretended to be puzzled. “Why?”

“He was taken away last night, and his whereabouts are unknown.” There was a probing tone in Morgan’s voice. “You didn’t know?”

go mad,” Josie chimed in with a

for a moment, then said, “It will be a while before I can return to Wavery. You should step out

the phone, he sent her an address. It was the same office building where they had met last time. It was his

tidying up, Josie stepped out of her house. Her destination was close enough to reach by foot. As she walked, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of being watched. Yet, every time she

at the entrance of the alley, waiting for quite a while. Sure enough, a man quietly followed her, looking like

didn’t find Josie

out a sigh of relief and continued to

moment, she couldn’t determine who

to slip away from the crowd, Josie breathed a sigh of relief and strode down the street. Unbeknownst to her, a

Whoosh!

vehicle startled Josie. She turned around, only to see a white car abruptly blocking a Santana, both vehicles alarmingly close

weren’t for the white car, the Santana might

Josie’s pupils dilated.

the attempt had failed, the

still feeling a lingering

white car rolled down, revealing

taking a

on business and happened to see you,” Mallory said, her brows furrowed. “What’s going on? If it weren’t for me, that car would