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 don’t think

empty years had made him realize that her

honest,” he said, “no matter how much you do, she may not necessarily be yours. Yet, it’s you who will have

called

raised an eyebrow, uttering a hum

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

there was a gentleness

thought I could have children,”

you like children, you

without Grape, I

momentarily at a loss

love. But reality proved that he did need it, and all he needed

a pat on the shoulder. “Settle down as soon as you can.

to Mallory who had come to visit together with

a cup of coffee brewed by Dexter, insisting

face full of distaste. “It’s so