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

On the fifteenth of November, it was a happy day.

Olsen Residence had been bustling with activity since the crack of dawn, its lights shining brightly. Attendants and staff members were constantly on the move, and everywhere one looked, it was decorated in elegant white.

Heather rose early in the morning, inviting the best makeup artist and stylist in the city. She sat before the mirror, applying makeup and dressing in her bridal attire. Everyone who saw her complimented her beauty.

With a smile, Heather signaled the waiter to bring over the monetary gifts.

Although this wedding was not as grand as when Summer married Arnold, it was evident that the Olsen family had put their all into it.

Early in the morning, Claudia quietly sent someone to fetch Summer from the drug rehabilitation center. Her gaze was lost, her face showing signs of defeat. Upon seeing such a grand scene, she asked in a daze, “What day is it today?”

The attendant stuttered in response, “Uh… It’s Ms. Olsen and Dexter’s wedding.”

“Wedding…” Summer’s dry mouth opened and closed, somewhat slow to react. After a moment, she suddenly laughed. “Heather, Dexter… they’re getting married…”

scene surfaced in her mind. When the university entrance examination had ended, the boy she had been yearning for stood under the mango tree outside the school, his expression indifferent. Regardless of whether she occupied a place in his heart, at

couldn’t control the bitterness in her heart. She forced a smile and said, “The person I’ve been pining for all these years

“M-Miss…”

“Go back,” she said.

the back door, her plain clothes standing

room, Heather had already applied her makeup and was discussing the details with her

outside, startling everyone. look, they were met with

at the door, Heather took a sharp intake of breath.

room. Summer closed the door behind her and slowly walked toward Heather, scrutinizing her

been too afraid to

“S-Sum, you’ve returned.”

to call

the ceremony. You’re

longing for? You’re the one who asked me to do