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

“There’s one of his public lectures in a couple of days. You’ve been struggling with your topic, haven’t you? Why don’t you go? You might find some fresh inspiration.”

Calvin, a former researcher at the Academy of Sciences, came from a highly prestigious family. His grandfather made significant contributions to the current Wavery. The Barrett family’s status in Wavery was so high that it surpassed all others. Even several Sadler families combined could not match them.

Calvin was only twenty-five that year. He got married last year, and his wife was said to be his childhood sweetheart. They maintained a low profile in public, to the extent that not even a photo or the name of his wife could be found.

After his marriage, he resigned from his research position and ventured into business, primarily running country clubs, which was considered somewhat shady.

His family’s status paved the way for a smooth career.

However, among his peers in Wavery, Calvin had the least pretensions apart from Dexter. The patents he held and the articles he had published were more than enough to qualify him to teach in universities.

However, he was always somewhat hesitant.

Mallory remembered Calvin’s appearance. “He’s incredibly charming. I probably can’t compete with the multitude of fangirls he has in his classroom.”

Her roommate pondered it and agreed with Mallory’s words, so she gave up the idea as well.

her past life to be

her mother’s message: Come to Centennial Hills

is newly married,

clarity to

“You’re right.”

the road, a few women were gathered around a young woman, talking. In the midst of their shoving, half of the young woman’s underwear was

the famous brand

the same old scenes,

reaching the destination, Mallory finally understood why her

a sea of luxury cars, including Maybachs, Maseratis, and

“Mallory, greet your elders.”

The two people in front of her were Calvin’s parents, their faces kind

“Hello.”

was Mallory’s first visit to the Barrett residence. The house, styled in traditional architecture, spanned over six hundred square meters. At that moment, it

hadn’t hosted a birthday banquet for many years. That was because his youngest grandson passed away on his birthday. To prevent everyone from recalling that tragic

let go of the past