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

Josie bit her inner lip. For some reason, she detected a hint of sarcasm behind his words.

“Thank you so much. Mr. Russell.”

Dexter went upstairs with the box of cigarettes in hand.

As the man disappeared from view, Josie asked Julie to keep the second box of ice cream back in the freezer. She could not finish all of it immediately and planned to savor it the next time Dexter suffered

losses.

But the sweet taste made her forget all her displeasure. As expected, humans are not made to bear bitter things.

Now that she did not need to work, Josie slept in every day. Because of her injury, the maids did not dare. to wake her up, even if she slept into the afternoon.

She finished off too much ice cream and spent the entire night making trips to the toilet. Exhausted, she spent the rest of the day sleeping to make up for the loss of sleep. It was evening when she finally woke up. She stretched and headed downstairs to find Dexter on the sofa with black–framed glasses as he worked on his laptop.

She paused in the middle of her step and glanced at the time. “Is Mr. Russell back from work, or did he not go out today?” She whispered to a maid.

He was usually not home at this hour.

Russell stayed home

she had depended on him, Josie felt guilty. She hesitated and decided

leave and turned back

a frosty look on his face. “Wash up. You’re going out with

away back in

my face hasn’t healed yet. It will

a problem.” He shut the lid of the laptop and

how should I

suitable

no expectations. It seemed that

it, the clothes in the closet had begun to pile up, and the room was no longer foreign

had already changed into a suit when she stepped out. He picked out a tie,

gave a look, as it

took the tie from the maid and tiptoed while circling it around his neck. She smiled. Is there anything wrong with a wife tying

him. He kept silent and let

apple, seemingly unintentionally. She watched as it moved up and back down. It was captivating. The last trace of timidity disappeared, and a yearning for him took

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