The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Dexter reclined slowly as if sighing. “You’re correct. He does care about you a lot.”

The rain painted streaks on the car windows, the outside lights gleamed in the darkness, and an older mant with a crutch stood patiently at the doorstep.

“Otherwise, he wouldn’t be waiting specifically for you on a raining night like this.”

Moses stepped out of the car with an umbrella, opening the door for her. “Ms. Olsen, we’ve reached your home.”

At that moment, Leanne realized they had arrived at the Olsen Residence.

Josie tried to stand up, but her knees wavered, and she stumbled into Dexter’s arms. The sight of them embracing caught Mark’s attention.

Dexter lifted his gaze slightly, his tone carrying more weight, “You better go in now. Your father must be very worried about you.”“

The car pulled away swiftly, unfazed by the pouring rain.

“Mr. Russell, where to now?” Moses inquired.

Dexter again secured his rosary around his wrist, “Back to Mason Garden.“

Half an hour later, they arrived at Mason Garden.

The main bedroom’s light was illuminated.

The rain had dampened the cuffs of Dexter’s clothes. He pushed open the door and entered, spotting the woman who had just emerged from the bath.

eyes met, and in a split second, she seized a cushion from the sofa and

the cushion, she grabbed a table lamp and launched it in his direction.

didn’t dodge; his demeanor was calm

the couch, breathing heavily. Then, he bent down, retrieving the table lamp and setting it back in place.

“Feeling better now?”

Josie refused

willing to

bedroom, but Dexter caught her wrist.

something, you know? Took Arnold’s wine and slept with

tugging her to sit beside him.

didn’t sleep with anyone! Stop making baseless accusations.” Josie’s agitation

another cigarette, his gaze on her softening, turmoil

I only leaned on him for a moment.” Josie changed

meet him privately?” Dexter took a deep drag from his cigarette, the tips of his fingers. catching the tobacco

of

your father,

Dexter’s part but a fundamental law

was a

hospitalized. If I had

let out a dry chuckle. “I can’t blame you for

expression was a mixture of ‘you’re misunderstanding me.”

Dexter lifted his hand, brushing away the raindrops that fell onto