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

The airport was always bustling with people, a multitude of individuals pushing their luggage back and forth, hurrying towards their own destinies.

Escorted by her bodyguards, or rather, under their control, Josie made her way towards the VIP waiting room, anticipating the arrival of seven o’clock.

Outside, a gentle rain began to fall, the droplets hitting the glass window as if they could sense her melancholic mood. It was strange, Josie thought, that she could still feel sadness even at this point.

“Ms. Warren, it’s time to board,” the bodyguard handed over the boarding pass.

Josie lowered her gaze and accepted it, then proceeded to the boarding bridge. Her seat was surrounded by bodyguards, all arranged by Dexter. They would personally escort her to Nalanica.

The flight attendant was announcing today’s weather and flight duration over the loudspeaker, reminding passengers to turn off their mobile phones. Following the instructions, Josie lowered her head to switch off her phone, then leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes for a short nap.

The bodyguards exchanged glances, surprised by her compliance, which only made them more tense.

move, hovering at a low altitude, and all the dust settled. However, just as it was about to soar into the clouds, a portly man in the front seat suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, “I want to report! There’s a bomb on the

suddenly thrown into chaos, with people stirring and screams overlapping. The flight

red, and he kept repeating,

detaining the individual and causing another wave of

opened her eyes. Her

commotion was unending. The plane had landed again. After a stalemate that bodyguards returned from their fruitless negotiations. They approached Josie. She turned her head and asked, “What

traffic control. There’s been a bomb threat reported. We need to conduct a search, which will likely cause a

plane need to disembark for

counts as force majeure,

expected this kind of chaos. It

the police began to inspect each individual. This was the only chance

policewoman, “I… I’m on my period. Can I please go to the restroom?