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?”

turned away

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

seemingly ruthless demeanor,

wouldn’t have risked his

gave you assets, right?” he

with

hands, I naturally can’t let you

hope in Josie’s heart vanished. Her eyes stung. “So, I

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

it’s only right to help out my

guard by her smile, Dexter remained silent. “What

still need to draw. Ask Moses to deliver my computer from

was a simple condition that

“There are computers here

I only

emphasized, “It’s black, the one I just bought. Be careful not to break it when