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

Chapter 270 Get Out

Her pink laptop was left on the sofa, the screen still glowing.

Arnold hovered the mouse over the game icon, and the main page immediately popped up. He was stunned to see she was still using his account to play.

Arnold had invited her to play games to pass the time at the office. She laughed at his gaming skills, which baffled him. He challenged her. “If you’re so good, help me get into the next league.”

Hence, he gave her his account details.

Arnold glanced at the screen, surprised that she had already leveled up.

Arnold closed the gaming webpage and tried to access the files on her computer, but they were all password-protected. He tried to unlock them, but he was unsuccessful.

She was a true professional, but only at the things unrelated to her work.

The following day, Lillian woke up early, limping out of the bedroom and into the living room, where she saw Arnold asleep on the sofa. He was clutching her laptop to his chest.

Her eyebrows lifted in surprise and delight at the sight of the candies on the table.

He brought candies!

startling her so much that she almost jumped out of her skin. She quickly ended the call,

reached in and carefully withdrew a strawberry-flavored candy. She slowly

smiled as her eyes wandered over to the sofa. Her smile faltered when she met his dark, clear eyes staring back at

“F*ck!”

she stumbled, and she fell into his arms. She

faint whiff of Arnold’s

feeling annoyed as he had just woken up from sleep. His voice was hoarse and gravelly as he

still

her mind still half in dreamland. She wasn’t sure how to answer him,

I’m going to prepare

from him and hopped towards the kitchen

He groaned and covered his eyes with his hands. “I’m begging you, he said, his voice thick with lethargy. “Stop walking

taken aback

Lillian played games on her laptop. The sight of his broad back silhouetted against the morning light as he cooked in his comfortable daily clothes was

pants were folded at the ankles. He had just finished breakfast, and he felt his energy draining. He went back into the guest room to take a nap. As he was leaving, he turned to Lillian and said, “Leave your bowl on the table.

a turn witnessing

forcefully clung onto

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