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.

settled. However, just as it was about to soar into the clouds, a portly man in the front seat suddenly stood up and

suddenly thrown into chaos, with people stirring and screams overlapping. The flight attendant hurriedly stepped forward to calm

the man’s actions. However, the man’s eyes were red, and he kept repeating, “Don’t take off, don’t take off. There’s a bomb on the plane! We’re

detaining the individual and causing another wave

opened her eyes. Her expression was surprisingly

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

reported. We need to conduct a search, which

the plane need to

majeure, doesn’t it? Tell Mr.

his spine. He never expected this kind of chaos. It was almost as

to inspect each individual. This was the only chance to separate from

to the policewoman, “I… I’m on my period. Can I