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

His eyes were dark and sharp, like a blade. “You’ve done things like this more than a few times.”

Josie was speechless. What she did on the day of Heather’s art exhibition was indeed unexpected.

“I’m not that petty. Marry whoever you want. What does it matter to me?” Her voice was soft, filled with discontent.

Upon hearing this, Dexter felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. In the past, she would have definitely made a big fuss about it, but now it seemed like she cared less and less.

“Then stay here.”

Josie frowned. “Does that mean once the fifteenth is over, you’ll let me go, and I can go wherever I want?”

A hint of subtle panic flashed in Dexter’s eyes, but it quickly vanished. “Yes.”

“What about going abroad?”

“Don’t you dare!” he blurted out.

Josie laughed. She approached again, kneeling on the sofa, leaning in close to him. “Why did you panic?”

away

go, right?” Josie teased, cradling his cheek in her palm. “But you’re getting married. Are you going to keep me as your mistress in the

that, despite Dexter’s seemingly ruthless demeanor, there was a bit of

he wouldn’t have risked his life to save

gave you assets, right?”

with a

I naturally can’t let you leave the

The slight hope in

sudden self-deprecating expression made a part of Dexter’s heart sink. He furrowed his brow and instinctively reached out for her, but Josie had turned around. He only managed to grab

staying here, right? Sure, as an ex-wife, it’s only right to help out my ex-husband.” Josie smiled, her tone playful. “But

guard by her smile, Dexter

Ask Moses to deliver my computer from my

that wouldn’t

squinted. “There are

only use my

black, the one I just bought.