The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Chapter 670 Something Had Happened!

“Dexter, you know we never signed a prenuptial agreement. If we divorce, you’re not subject to paying me any alimony,” Josie said playfully, holding her face thoughtfully.

It was New Year’s, and Josie wanted to amuse him with her witty response. “You’re quite the expert at calculations, aren’t you, Josie?” Dexter teased, looking at her with affection.

She gave him a playful doe-eyed look. “The Russell family’s legal team never loses. You can ask them,” Dexter confidently stated, knowing they wouldn’t let her take a single penny.

“You seem disappointed. Do you really want a divorce?”

Dexter sealed her words with a kiss as if he couldn’t get enough of her.

Breathless from the kiss, Josie repeatedly shook her head, signaling she didn’t want a divorce.

In this gap. Dexter suddenly lost his focus for a moment. He remembered the divorce agreement he had signed with Paul… Hopefully, that agreement will never be brought up.

As the day passed peacefully, the couple and Paul gathered at Russell Manor to celebrate the New Year together.

Henry still appeared upset, evident from his expression. Still, with the cheerful atmosphere and many people around, the anger eventually dissipated.

After the New Year’s Eve celebration, Josie hurried to the courtyard to play with fireworks. Dexter joined her, looking at her dotingly as if Josie were his daughter.

“I don’t think we should have a

against having daughters and only prefer

if she looks too much like you. I won’t be able to let her go and might even stop her from

word felt like a glimpse into the

tiptoed, and delicately brushed off the debris

hair.

of her heartbeat and instantly

under the enchanting fireworks seemed to stretch on forever. Eventually, Josie was left

saying, “Jo, our third

years had flown by, and

She took it out for

at the phone before reaching out to

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turned slightly, leaving Josie puzzled. She had a feeling that

pressure.

approached him. “What’s going

was a strange cryptic look in his eyes, making it hard for

some last-minute matters to deal with. Tonight, I may have to leave my lovely

of relief.