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

When Josie woke up, it was already the afternoon. Grape wasn’t in the room, and faint sounds of laughter and playful commotion could be heard from downstairs.

It had been a while since the house had been this lively.

After Josie freshened up, she stepped out to see Lachlan wearing an apron, cooking in the kitchen as if it were his routine. Meanwhile, Grape was seated in her high chair, eating her meal and asking all sorts of peculiar questions.

“Mr. Lachlan, why don’t you ever come to visit me? Is it really more fun back home? More fun than Sumanthova?”

Grape pouted with a puzzled look on her face.

Lachlan responded in a childlike tone, “I was just busy with work, so don’t be upset, Grape. It’s only fun when you are around. Without you, it’s quite boring.”

“Really? What about mom? Do you like mom?”

Lachlan laughed. “Of course I like her.”

“Then why don’t you become my father, so I can see you every day?”

they discussed, the more absurd it sounded. Josie realized that the absence of a father figure from

the stairs. “Children speak without

say something when Grape angrily interrupted, “That’s

“Stop

usually busy, and coupled with the responsibility of caring for a child, she often didn’t have much patience. She generally gave Grape a

at a child?” Lachlan intervened, placing the pasta he

he squatted down in front of Grape and patiently explained, “Grape, you have your own father, a role that no one else can replace, not even me. However, Uncle can love and

tone was particularly

a mature man. He was kind, patient, and in

to one

saying indignantly, “Where is my father then? He doesn’t love me at

Lachlan was at a loss for words. He glanced at Josie, who

have I told you that your daddy is busy? Once you turn eighteen, he

a year and a half this year. It’s going to be a long, long time until I

her like this, Josie couldn’t help but chuckle.