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

Dexter’s voice was hoarse, and his gaze on Josie was practically burning.

Only then did Josie let her gaze fall upon him. He wanted to appear nonchalant, but it only came off as forced. “I wasn’t here long. I didn’t see anything. You don’t have to be nervous,” she said.

She attempted to get up from the bed. However, Dexter had already reached out, firmly holding her slender ankle. Leaning in slightly, he asked, “How did you come to know Juliette?”

His question was so suggestive that anyone unaware might have mistaken them for the whispered sweet nothings between lovers.

Josie brushed aside the large hand resting on her cheek. “What? Have I crossed the line for incidentally knowing your friend, Mr. Russell?”

Her hostility was too intense, almost like a defensive hedgehog raising its spines.

Dexter’s eyes lifted at the corners, and he suddenly let out a soft chuckle. “Jealous, are we?”

It was a rhetorical question.

This flirtatious remark made Josie’s cheeks burn. She suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, avoiding his touch. “Who’s jealous? I just don’t appreciate your interrogation. I came here for Grape, not to spy intentionally.”

The more she tried to explain, and the quicker she did so, the more it seemed like she was trying to cover something up.

it herself. She chose to give

her chin, forcing her to look at him under the glaring light. Keeping his voice low so as not to wake

was such

taken aback. “He’s the director who wanted to take over Russell

Peeple and I nearly lost our lives. It was Juliette

came to

him to say that, and she was taken

over a month. It was their protection that

saved him at a

appeared exceptionally glaring under the illumination of the

reason, she felt a sudden tightness in her chest, causing

personalities and shared profession, we

Oh.

you’d usually reserve for a dear friend. It was my first time listening to that story too,”

She couldn’t hold back.

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