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

Josie found herself forced to tilt her head back, feeling the sharpness of the knife’s tip.

“Who said we are the same kind of people?”

“Isn’t that true?” Heather lost all the obedience she usually showed in front of others. Her face was stern as she drawled, “We both grew up in the lowest social class. Why is it that you’re so fortunate to have met Dexter first, to live a life of luxury, and even use the status of Mrs. Russell to lecture me?”

Heather always remembered what Josie said when she was Mrs. Russell. She was very kind, repeatedly helping Heather out of difficult situations and preventing Summer from troubling her. However, Heather felt that this was nothing more than a condescending act of charity.

If she were Mrs. Russell, she could also say such words.

Josie now understood. It seemed that all her past advice had been taken as lessons.

“Is the title of Mrs. Russell so important to you? Even without Dexter’s protection, I have my own independent personality. What does it have to do with him?”

gripped the knife handle tightly,

you going

I’ve just come to understand something.” Heather straightened her back. “As long as you’re alive, Dex will never look at me the way I want. So, you can’t live

discussing the day’s weather. It was hard to imagine that such words could come from the mouth of such a pure

spine. “If I die, Dexter

he will fall in love with me, and we will grow old together.” Heather’s face lit up with anticipation, almost

mad! Josie couldn’t believe she had become so engrossed in her role

at Josie condescendingly, her eyes full of disgust. “I’ll let you witness

silent, her

speak up. “What if something unfavorable happens if the situation drags on? If Dexter finds out, everything

He won’t possibly find it,” Heather explained, throwing the knife on the ground. “She has a fever. Give her some medicine, and don’t let her

“O-Okay…”