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

When Dexter recalled this morning, the image of Josie’s peculiar and irritating expression immediately came to mind. It was truly vexing yet vivid.

“You don’t have to personally handle all of this,” Dexter spoke as if he was discussing something completely mundane, his tone indifferent.

“No need to worry. One must always pay extra attention to such an important occasion,” Heather replied, her expression remaining unchanged. “Could you give me a ride home? My car broke down and the driver took it for repairs.”

In the elevator mirror, the woman’s pleading expression appeared.

Dexter glanced over with an indifferent look, as if he didn’t care. “I’ll have Moses send you.”

The two of them had already reached the parking lot. Upon hearing this, Heather instantly became displeased. She wrapped her hands around his arm. “No, I want you to take me. Besides, my father has been constantly talking about you.”

The latter part of her sentence seemed to touch the man’s heart. He neither agreed nor disagreed, simply casting a glance at her hands.

This glance was so intimidating that she instinctively withdrew her hands, her smile tinged with a hint of bitterness. “She was there in the photos the tailor sent this morning. Did you give your silent consent?”

She still asked.

didn’t react much; he

studied the man’s profile.

welled up in her eyes as she

he felt was an intense annoyance at the glimpse of white in

personality?” Heather’s voice rose slightly. “She was the one who embarrassed me first

cast a

her lips, regulating

was silence

He simply made a turn and

sniffled, and the softness in

…

dog. Even in his old age, he

never felt

raised you as a puppy, you were just this tiny.” Josie squatted down, gesturing to it. “Back

on the experiences of these past years, her smile faltered for a moment, but then she regained her confidence. She patted its