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

“What do you think? Two years ago, he suffered a fatal blow. Now, he’s extremely fragile, burdened by both physical and psychological stress. You understand.”

Dexter wore a serious expression, seemingly lost in thought.

“Got an idea?” Calvin sat down and took a sip of the coffee he had brewed. He spat it out as soon as it hit his tongue. “Damn, why is it so bitter?”

Dexter lifted his gaze. “It tastes better after a while. Give it another taste.”

Calvin was half convinced. He took another sip, but it was still unbearably bitter.

He furrowed his brows and said, “Regarding Josie’s matter, should we send word from Rivodia back to Wavery? Just say the word, and I’ll handle it for you.”

Indeed, having Mark’s support at this time was a significant boost. However, Dexter simply rose and walked to the window, his back figure exuding loneliness. “Forget it.”

“Why?”

“Josie doesn’t want it.”

That sentence left Calvin frozen in place. The Dexter he knew never cared about what others thought.

Calvin rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat helpless. “She brought you so much trouble. I don’t know whether it’s a blessing or a curse.”

Dexter chuckled. “I

made him realize that her presence by his

deep breath and walked over to Dexter. “To be honest,” he said, “no matter

called

raised an eyebrow, uttering a

of wild ideas.

gentleness that Calvin

her, I never thought I could have

you like

child. Even without Grape, I would have

at a loss for

even need love. But reality proved

the shoulder. “Settle down

had come to visit

held up a cup of coffee brewed by Dexter, insisting that Mallory should

a sip, her face full of distaste. “It’s so