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.

and in a split second, she seized a cushion

grabbed a table lamp and launched it in his direction.

his demeanor was

barrage of items ended, she slumped onto the couch, breathing heavily. Then, he bent down, retrieving the table lamp and

“Feeling better now?”

body away, Josie refused to engage with him.

you willing to listen

wanted to leave the bedroom, but Dexter caught her wrist.

wine and slept with him. I haven’t even brought this

sat down, tugging her to sit beside him.

didn’t sleep with anyone! Stop making

cigarette, his gaze on

him for

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

Pop, of course!”

family couldn’t locate your father, what makes you think

but a fundamental

a step

hospitalized. If I had

blame you for that,

mixture of ‘you’re misunderstanding me.”

hand, brushing away the raindrops that fell onto