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

On their way back to their home halfway up the hill, Moses was suddenly taken by surprise. “Isn’t that… Mr. Bastille?”

Dexter and Josie simultaneously looked up, only to see Morgan sitting leisurely in the yard of the mansion across the street, basking in the sun. In front of him, a pot of coffee was brewing, creating a serene atmosphere.

Morgan? Why is he here?

Confronted with the same confusion from Dexter, Josie responded immediately, “It wasn’t me. I have no idea.”

After they got out of the car, Morgan opened his eyes. “Oh, Mr. Russell, you’re out early.”

Dexter, on the other hand, showed no signs of surprise. He walked into Morgan’s courtyard and said, “Mr. Bastille, I’ve come to ask for a cup of coffee.”

Morgan chuckled. “My coffee is inexpensive. You might not find it to your liking.”

He didn’t pour Dexter a cup.

Josie followed him inside. She immediately pulled Morgan up and led him further in, asking bluntly, “What are you doing here?”

“What do you mean? I’m from Rivodia. What’s the big deal about buying a house in the best neighborhood of Rivodia?”

but how could it be such a coincidence

a sense of helplessness, Josie asked, “Didn’t you go broke? Where did you

to buy a house.” Morgan moved closer to her, his demeanor servile

help but turn toward him. “You’re crazy, you didn’t…

but indeed, it was something he was likely

honestly. “That’s right. You and Dexter haven’t reconciled, so I still have a chance,

let out a sigh. “I even have a child now. If you want to find a partner, you can have

that Morgan had this much sentimental

chuckled. “You really do understand

come in. He poured himself a cup of coffee, took a sip, and seemed to have no

said seriously. “What does it matter if you have a child? I didn’t

speechless, choking on his words. Before she left, she said curtly.

said to Morgan with a

still had a drink.” Morgan settled back into his recliner. “We’ll be

their conversation, continuing to walk away. Dexter responded with an “okay”