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

For a moment, Josie felt like she had returned to the beginning.

She locked eyes with him, filled with resentment. However, Arnold could still speak eloquently, occasionally glancing at Dexter’s position.

She lowered her head and replied, You haven’t divorced Summer yet, have you? If she finds out, she’ll probably rush to Rivodia.

During the intermission, Arnold replied from an unnoticed corner, I guess at this moment her household register would read “widowed.” My name is Robyn, Ms. Warren.

Josie took a deep breath, and at that moment, a figure entered her peripheral vision. It was Scar, dressed in a suit. He walked over to Arnold and said something, to which the latter nodded. Then, he left.

She furrowed her brows, turned around to follow, and had just stepped out of the venue when Dexter’s call came through. “Where are you going?”

“I saw Scar. I want to ask him about it myself.”

“Calm down. He won’t tell you.”

“Then what should I do? Just sit around and do nothing?”

Right then, Arnold sent a photo. It was a picture of Grape frolicking in the garden.

had already

gripped her phone, trembling.

sound right. The man in the venue stood up and walked

“What’s wrong?”

promised me you would take good

this case is on his way to Rivodia. Your actions will

asking you to promise me that you

got into a car. Years of obsession made her walk quickly over to

this! Where did you go,

to find the answer from two years

Josie finished speaking, she promptly hung up the

close eye on Scar’s car. To her surprise, his destination

tailing him from behind. He accelerated around the bend, attempting to shake Josie off, but she had significantly improved over the

hadn’t expected her to be

car door shut. “Who the hell are you?