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

Lifting her head, she spotted Dexter, her face lighting up with joy. With a beaming smile, she stood up with the wolf pup in her arms. “Daddy! Daddy! You found me at last!” she exclaimed, excitement evident in her voice.

Dexter opened his arms, ready to envelop her in a warm embrace as she rushed toward him. “Yes, sweetheart. Where have you been? I’ve been searching everywhere for you!”

Since Wayne had managed to take Grape, it meant he had some tricks up his sleeves. For the time being, Dexter didn’t know what those tricks were, and he couldn’t reveal the truth in a way that might traumatize Grape.

Carefully holding Grape, Dexter examined her from head to toe. “Do you feel any discomfort anywhere?”

Grape shook her head, then nodded, her stomach grumbling audibly. “I’m so hungry, and the puppy is too. I’ve been waiting for so long. You’re silly, Daddy, only finding me now. I want Mommy.”

A child would undoubtedly be terrified being left alone in such a place. Grape’s fear seemed to dissipate when she saw Dexter, replaced by a sense of relief and security.

She clung to him tightly, unwilling to let go.

Dexter effortlessly lifted her into his arms, his gaze shifting to the black wolf cub nestled in her embrace.

She couldn’t even tell whether it was a dog or a wolf, yet her compassionate nature prevented her from abandoning the helpless creature.

“Sorry, Grape. I’ll get you out of here right away. How long have you been waiting?” Dexter inquired, concern etched in his voice.

pointing outside. “It’s been several hours. I came

ached at the thought. “Weren’t you scared?”

company. The nice lady assured me that Daddy and Mommy would find me soon,” Grape replied, her innocent face tinged with

“What

nice, though. She said she’s your assistant and wanted to play hide and seek

faint inkling of who the

sorry I’m late. Let’s get out of

on to the wolf pup. “Can I bring

smile at her request. “Sure, why not,” he agreed.

had been restored outside as the pack of wolves had

couldn’t contain his relief. “Sweetie, who were you with? You

a meaningful glance, silently signaling him not

into immediate silence

with her hunger sated, Grape began missing her mother. She clung tightly to Dexter’s arm, tears streaming down her

gathered her close, attempting to reason with her. “Look at the time, Grape. It’s nap time. Mommy is resting

child. She relented, her lower lip jutting out in a