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…”

A teardrop fell from her eye and sunk into the sofa

stood next to her and watched as she muttered again

“Dad…”

in

across the room. Dexter made a silent gesture, and the maid understood immediately. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt

“Bring her a blanket.”

around and went up the

The next day.

her sleep. She was confused as the blanket draped on her shoulders

rang in Josie’s ears as she exercised her stiff shoulders and

Josie hurried upstairs to freshen

managed

elevator for employees when

and staggered. She would have become the company’s joke

footing, she looked up with a frown to

door closed, the man’s look of disdain was seared into her

She was speechless.

seems true that hares may pull

“Get in.”

the cold,

when she looked over to see a

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

grabbed her arm and pulled her

was

raised her arms instinctively to protect herself. The pain she was expecting didn’t

raised her head, and her breath caught in her throat as

hand was