Love from My Dominant Boss

Love from My Dominant Boss Chapter 409

Meeting My Child

Even though it had been a year, Birchwood had stayed more or less the same when I compared its current state to how it looked in my memory. The only thing different there was me.

When I arrived at the gate, the guard was a little shocked to see me. “It’s you, Ms. Garcia. It’s been a long time since you’re back here.”

I used to talk to the guard a little when I lived there. It was a pleasant surprise that he still remembered me.

“Yeah, I don’t live here anymore, though I do have a matter I need to deal with today. Can you let me in?” I smiled.

As I did live there for a long time, and the guard still recognized me, he let me in without any problem.

My heart was beating loudly while I stood in front of the building I used to live with Michael. It took me a long time before I was able to control my emotions and press the bell.

I was so nervous and excited to meet my child that my hand was trembling with sweat.

The door was soon opened by Michael. We exchanged a plain glance instead of a hostile one like before.

“You came before our agreed time. It seems like you really want to see our child, huh?” There was something slightly off about his demeanor, even though I couldn’t discern anything wrong.

“Where’s my child?” It didn’t really matter to me, though. The only reason I was there was to meet my child, and that was the only thing I was paying attention to.

child is inside.” He furrowed his eyebrows and gave me an unsatisfied look before turning around. I followed him as

a big couch playing with his toys. Tears streamed down my cheeks

put the things in my hand down and approached him. He looked clean. His eyes were

my heart was filled with joy. It had been the

and stared at me

me and crawled in my direction. I was trying very hard to hold back my emotions. There was a strong desire nudging me to hug him, but I was worried he

afraid of me

past year. Even though it was real, it still felt like I was in a dream. It felt so unreal that I was finally hugging

us warmly from a

embrace for a long time before I slowly wiped my tears away. I turned my head to Michael and asked,

“Amaury,” he replied.

a beat. Amaury… Is it because of… No, that can’t be the reason. He treated me so cruelly back then. How can my

to myself because I didn’t want my child’s name to

Amaury. Call me Mommy…” My attention shifted back

he couldn’t quite understand what I was telling him. He only stared at

little disappointed that he didn’t say anything, but if he could at this age, he would probably be

still too young to know how to call me Mommy. How about you call me when you’re a bit older, okay?” Regardless of if he could call me, I was already really happy to

opened his

though it was hard to tell, he was

approached me and picked Amaury up. I was quite surprised that my child