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

Dexter closed his eyes for a moment, his voice turning hoarse as he asked, “Who did you say this man was?”

“He’s one of the collaborators, Lachlan Keller from Keller Group of Rivodia, whose main business is architectural design…” Larry had never anticipated this. He had absolutely no idea that Josie had been involved in this all along for the past two years.

“Hand me the detailed information,” Dexter ordered.

He cast a final glance in Josie’s direction. As she walked further and further away, she boarded the car with her child, never once looking back, just as she had been doing for the past two years.

Josie bid farewell to Lachlan. He invited her to visit Wavery if she had the chance, to see the venue he had personally designed. She didn’t give a definite answer, only wishing him a smooth journey.

After giving Grape a hug, Lachlan then embraced Josie. Before parting, he said, “Think carefully about what I said last night.”

Josie gently nodded.

Upon returning home, Grape chattered incessantly about the day’s events. Among them, she mentioned that peculiar man again, “He ignored me.”

After hearing all of this, Josie felt somewhat of a headache coming on. This was too much. Josie wanted to use this as a teachable moment.

“Grapes, listen to me. If someone doesn’t like you, don’t force it. Shall we move on? There are plenty of handsome uncles and brothers in this world, and even beautiful sisters.”

Grapes seemed to understand, yet not quite, but with guidance, she seemed to have a better understanding.

Larry had already handed over all of

under Lachlan with the alias of Alice for

she left, she

Lachlan was from Rivodia.

was a feeling of regaining something precious

Lachlan is not married, and neither is Ms. Warren, which

child belonged to someone

down the documents. “Do you still remember

“What?”

“Ambiguous, gentle, understanding.”

it was clear that Lachlan had

that Josie accepted his gaze in such

been searching for

taken

he genuinely couldn’t locate her, or

Dexter simply couldn’t believe that there had been no trace or clue for the

Russell, we’ve found her. What should we

found,

“Get out.”

peace and