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

Chapter 11 Let Me Earn My Money

After the incident, Josie’s popularity in the design department was no longer what it used to be. People would gossip whenever she was around. Those that were extreme would deliberately bump into her just to insult her.

She put up with all of it.

“It’s alright.” She would comfort herself. It was nothing compared to her salary.

…

At night, Dexter reached home late after attending an unplanned meeting.

He shrugged off his coat and changed into his indoor slippers. As he was about to head upstairs, he noticed a slim figure curled up on the sofa.

The woman seemed to be restless. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she mumbled in her sleep.

He went up to her and listened.

“Get out of my way, you bunch of stupid admirers… Stay away… Let me earn my money…”

He furrowed his forehead speechlessly.

How badly off is she that she’s even dreaming about earning money?

At that moment, the laptop screen before Josie flickered. Dexter noticed an interior design plan opened on the screen.

Although it was just a rough draft, Josie’s ideas and thoughts that went into the design were apparent. Every stroke of the drawing showed off her skill and talent in designing.

A rare look of admiration flashed across Dexter’s face. But he was bewildered.

Why was she under the radar for all these years if she had such talent?

“Nghh…”

turned over in her sleep. A teardrop fell from her eye and sunk into

and watched as she muttered

“Dad…”

The cold glint in

room. Dexter made a silent gesture, and the maid understood immediately. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access

“Bring her a blanket.”

turned around and went up the

The next day.

She was confused as the blanket draped

maid’s voice rang in Josie’s ears as she

could say another word, Josie hurried upstairs to freshen up. The

to the company and managed to clock in just in

to the elevator for employees when a strong force knocked

would have become the company’s joke if she didn’t hold on to the nearest thing just in

with

look of

She was speechless.

may pull dead

“Get in.”

paused at the

felt a sense of foreboding when she looked over

offer, Mr. Russell. I’ll just wait for the next elevator.

arm and

was

protect herself. The pain she was expecting didn’t arrive as she

head, and her breath caught in her throat

was on his