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

The last time he threatened her, he had blocked her path. Arnold pressed down on the accelerator, wishing she would just shut up.

He had been awoken by a call from the front desk in the morning when his mind was still in a haze. He ended up driving out on his own, without a chauffeur. It was only then that he realized he had truly been outmaneuvered by Josie.

After traveling a certain distance, Arnold suddenly slowed down. He looked ahead and laughed. “What a day. So many things happened.”

Josie looked ahead and was startled to see Dexter emerging from a hotel with Larry trailing behind him.

Her face stiffened slightly. It’s a hotel… Did he go to meet Xanthe?

Arnold noticed her complexion changing rapidly and teased, “Gee, he wouldn’t have gotten a room with someone, would he? How about I play detective for you?”

Dexter’s car shot off like an arrow released from its bowstring, while Arnold drove right up to the hotel entrance. Josie’s eyes widened in surprise. “What are you doing?”

“Get out!”

Arnold tossed the car keys to the parking valet before proceeding inside.

In reality, it wasn’t that great of a hotel. At most, it was four-star.

his arm. “Even if he’s gotten a room with someone, it has nothing to

isn’t fitting for him to stay in a four-

vigorously. “So

is piqued even

her off, walking up to the front desk. “Excuse

“I can’t disclose our

out a sigh of

an identification from somewhere.

602. This is the

was about to expose the truth, but Arnold covered her mouth and led her

You actually forged documents!” Once

even wants to reduce his sentence by ten years, but with the way things are going, adding

why he came in?” Arnold hit the nail on the head with his question. Josie immediately pursed her lips. It would be a lie if she said

of the corridor. Arnold stepped forward, swiped the keycard, and the door

was quiet and peaceful, which left Josie somewhat flustered as she followed behind him. The room wasn’t large. Arnold took a few steps before coming to

fifty, sitting on the ground, her face etched with despair. In her arrns, she cradled a pile

would not have recognized her at all. She was Xanthe, who once possessed an unparalleled