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.

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

Tears streamed down my cheeks

him. He looked clean. His eyes were round and

flowing as I sat next to him, but my heart was filled with joy. It had been the happiest

head and stared at me

a strong desire nudging me

saw how he wasn’t afraid of me at

my child for the past year. Even though it was real, it still felt like I was in a dream. It felt so unreal that I

looked at us

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

“Amaury,” he replied.

Is it because of… No, that can’t be the reason. He treated me so cruelly

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

Mommy…” My attention shifted back to

old, so he couldn’t quite understand what I was telling him.

if he

you call me when you’re a bit older, okay?” Regardless of if

opened his

tell, he was definitely calling for his

up. I was quite