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

At three in the morning, all the guests in the country club had been ushered out. In the vast space, Arnold sat in the seat of honor.

A row of attendants and security personnel were kneeling down below, with Rachel at the very front.

She trembled all over, the imprint of a slap still evident on her face. As she lifted her head, Arnold threw another wine bottle at her. The liquid splashed all over the floor, and shards of glass embedded into the back of her hand.

He lost his temper.

Rachel was trembling, and she bowed down. “I-I d-didn’t know Dexter was also present. I haven’t seen Josie for over two years, I just wanted to teach her a lesson… Arnold, you know I hate her, but I never wished for her death…”

Arnold’s face was expressionless, casually tapping his knee.

“Rachel, do you know what your biggest problem is?”

Rachel did not answer.

“Emotions cloud judgment. It was like this two years ago, and it’s the same two years later. Even if you were to beat her to death, what’s hers will still be hers. What can you possibly gain, you fool! You’ve made no progress!”

He threw yet another bottle of wine, and everyone shuddered.

she set fire to La Oriele and even managed

really are considerate,

in anger. “Do you realize the extent

can punish me, in any way you see fit. I can bear it all, but please don’t drive me away…” Rachel was truly

tip of his foot, he lifted her face. Her face, which greatly

“Ah!”

Rachel’s face was crushed against the ground, the pain was so intense that she wished for

told you that Josie

“I-It w-was Laura!”

Arnold lifted his gaze, revealing an

he said, “Mr. Dalton has sent a message. He wants

his legs, his expression turning solemn. He then proceeded to

club is to be shut down, and no business is to be

to her wounds, dawn was nearly breaking.

fine, but Dexter’s complexion was consistently gloomy, filled with fatigue and