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

Dexter always had a way. He knew exactly how to manipulate her. Facing the mirror above the sink, Josie took a deep breath. She longed to resist, but she was helpless.

Dexter seemed to sense her emotions, his tone softening. “I’m not threatening you. I simply want to provide you with a better life. I want to make up for past mistakes with you. Give me a chance.”

Josie held her phone tightly, her palms breaking out in sweat. Images from the past flooded her mind uncontrollably, her eyes welling up with tears. “I’ve trusted you many times before.”

On the other end of the phone, there was a brief silence. No one knew the magnitude of the storm raging in Dexter’s heart.

“Why should I believe you this time?” she asked.

“Justin.” Dexter responded swiftly, “For the past two years, Justin has been laying low in Rivodia in order to find Paul. My people have been secretly protecting him. Now, he has found a lead, confirming that Paul is indeed in Rivodia, alive and well.”

As the last few words were spoken, a sharp pain gripped Josie’s heart. “Really?”

“We are doing everything in our power to rescue him, but it might not be that simple. You have to return to the country,” he answered.

She was his daughter, so naturally, she had to return to her homeland.

out Wayne first. After a moment of contemplation, Dexter said, “You should know the

to Rivodia when you return to the country. We’ll

phone, Dexter sat by the picturesque lake. His mood was heavy, yet filled with hope. They had a child, and that was enough to smooth

from the restroom, Grape had already woken

Lachlan

her skin. She shook her head wearily, “I will resign from my position as a judge with the organizers later. I’m returning to my

have enough time to get your documents in order? Where are

“Rivodia.”

past two years, she had been relentlessly searching for Paul. Now that she finally had a solid lead, she couldn’t afford to waste a single

this request, he was certainly capable of resolving

“What about Grape?”

up. “She’s

ominous premonition. Perhaps the serious words he had spoken to her that night

Grape’s innocent eyes darted around, oblivious to the ways

at the neatly packed luggage. All the important belongings