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

After everyone had left, Josie was somewhat Iritated. “You’re going to spoil her with your behavior. Nice drawing? Grape merely doodled. How could they possibly take them away for collection? It’s too absurd.

Dexter was still admiring the painting. “It’s indeed well-drawn, truly a display of talent.”

“Dexter!”

Only then did Dexter raise his head. “Do you think I was indulging Grape? In fact, she was the one who came to our rescue.”

His tone was laden with profound implications, which took Josie by surprise. “If they want me to leave, I can leave. There’s no need for us to live together.”

She spoke lightly, yet the chill in Dexter’s heart intensified. “I told you. You must stay with me for at least these hundred days.”

Josie didn’t respond.

She couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. He sat in the doctor’s seat from earlier and seriously asked again, “I remember before I left, your health was perfectly fine. Why has it become like this now? That doctor said-”

She had a serious look on her face, which left Dexter utterly captivated. He chuckled and asked, “Do you believe that longing can make one sick?”

Josie could bear no more. She reached out his hand. “Dexter!”

for

he didn’t let go and continued to

felt an unexpected pang of sympathy. For a moment, she didn’t resist. “Dexter, as the ancients used to say, pricks

quite unusually, she earnestly spoke these

Josie’s wrist, leading her into

led away by the

are you doing!” Josie was pinned against the

pulling her into his embrace. His head rested against her neck as he softly said, “There are too many people outside. Let me hold you for

Josie’s body completely stiffened.

from two years ago was never this reasonable, always doing as he pleased. When he desired her, he would simply take action, leaving

decision seemed to be mixed with

time before

grip on her intensified as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones and blood. “Jo, I’ve missed you greatly. Every day and

her head back to wipe

empty. Subconsciously, he reached out, holding