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

“Photos, photos,” Paul muttered, unable to recognize who was before him.

Josie stepped forward, noticing a stack of documents in the red box. Below them were various trinkets, and even a medical license. She was somewhat taken aback, as she remembered leaving these items in Mason Garden back in Wavery.

The last time she saw them was when she was finalizing her divorce from Dexter.

Why are they here?

Paul continued to mutter about a photo. Josie grabbed his hand. “What photo? Tell me about it.”

“A photo of Jo with her hair braided,” Paul replied very seriously. “I can’t lose it…”

Josie paused. She roughly knew which photo Paul was referring to. She took out her phone, removed the phone case, and there it was, the tiny photo hidden underneath. Ever since she left two years ago, she had always carried it with her.

“Is this the one?” she asked, spreading it open in her palm.

Paul’s eyes lit up as he immediately grabbed the photo, clutching it tightly in his hand. “It’s Jo. I’ve found her!”

he looked up, only to see Josie, whose face was full

nearly brought Josie to

of lucidity were fleeting, she still held onto a sliver of

then back at her, struggling to recognize her. He then tightly gripped her hand.

on her face. She took a deep breath, realizing something she

I can

don’t have enough, I’ll give you some more.” Paul spoke cautiously, fearful of being overheard. “I’ve been secretly working an extra job without telling your mother. I haven’t handed in this

was

was on the verge of tears again.

gazed at her face, his eyes slightly open. “Why do you

out a smile. “A little. Pop,

said sternly, “Of course, I would fight for you. Who is it? Who hurt you? Is it that

down to hug Paul. “So, if anyone dares to bully you, I’ll fight them to