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.”

chuckled. “I don’t

empty years had made him realize that her presence by his

be honest,” he said, “no matter how much you do, she may

suddenly called

eyebrow, uttering a hum of

She’s so tiny, yet she’s so lively and full of wild ideas. She’s half like me and

there was a gentleness that

I never thought I could

you like

child. Even without Grape, I would have found

momentarily at a loss

he thought the person before him didn’t even need love. But reality proved that he did need

a moment, Dexter gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Settle down as soon as you

to Mallory who had come to visit

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

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