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

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“Isn’t it obvious? You’re a man, and you’ll take advantage of me. How can I not be nervous?” Josie’s neck was flushed as she raised her head and cried out.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen your body.” Dexter laughed lightly. “It’s so-so.”

“You!” Josie pointed at him but couldn’t say anything for a long while. After that, she looked down at her chest. “I… I have a good figure. Don’t underestimate me.”

Dexter said nothing. He turned and went into his wardrobe.

Josie panicked. She hugged herself and cried out, “I won’t yield. Don’t think of making me compromise.”

Dexter came out with a black tie shortly and walked to her. “I’ll give you two choices. I’ll cover my eyes, or you don’t have to bathe.”

Josie was surprised. She could accept it if he covered his eyes. “But… But you might touch” somewhere sensitive.”

Dexter sneered. “It’s up to you if you want to bathe.”

She hadn’t taken a bath for the whole day, and she felt uncomfortable. “I’ll

covering her eyes with the tie to test its thickness. When she confirmed that she couldn’t see anything with the black tie around her

it was as though the woman’s fair skin was

He didn’t have any expression. He

couldn’t help but sigh when she came into contact

support her. “It should be

me shower daily?” Josie cried

like doing this?” Dexter said, annoyed, as he helped to wet

enjoyed herself as he massaged shampoo. into her hair. “Mr. Russell, if you don’t want to operate your business anymore in the future, you can

makes such remarks after taking advantage of me. “Make another comment, and I’ll break your other arm. Good things come

have to help me shower for much longer. You’ll be getting the short

the silver lining.” Dexter’s voice was slow. “If I remove the tie now, you’ll get the short end of

Josie immediately stopped talking and didn’t dare to

help with areas she couldn’t manage. He would only

at Dexter, who was cleaning her

thought of something, and her other leg reached out of the bathtub and splashed him with water. “Mr. Russell, I