Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 547 Departure

“Anna, why are you sitting alone in the living room?” Josephine’s voice roused me from the depths of my grief. With a start, I rearranged my features into a smile and turned to look at her.

“Michael has had a long day,” I explained lightly. “I came down to let him have the room to himself.” “Well, so have you!” Josephine exclaimed indignantly as she took my hand.

“You deserve a good night’s rest just as much as he does.”

Her concern warmed my heart. I smiled up at her gratefully. As my mind had been occupied with Michael’s deception for over two days, the overwhelming wave of sadness was not that easily dispelled.

“Mom,” I asked tentatively after a long silence. “Do you think Michael and I will have a long and happy marriage?”

I never had cause to suspect that before. At the same time, I have never felt as lost as I did.

“Why do you ask such a question all of a sudden?” Josephine regarded me with surprise.

“It’s nothing,” I mumbled, deciding against divulging my troubles. “Just curious for your opinion.”

“You two have been together for a long time,” Josephine said firmly as she stroked my hand. “The hurdles you have overcome together would have destroyed other couples. After finally being together in the same house, I’m sure the two of you will never be unhappy again.”

I knew that Josephine only said that for our sake. I would have been very happy to hear her say that back then because it reaffirmed my assertion that our marriage was indestructible.

I’m not so sure anymore.

lived with Dad for so many years, have you ever found

married him, he has been a good husband to

her usual austerity, Josephine’s face seemed to shine

trust in a marriage

do if you found out Dad

did not know how to face Michael when he woke up. I was in

form of love,” Josephine replied sagely. “When you find out that your spouse has lied to you, the first thing to do is to figure

me. “Did something happen

by my mother-in-law’s

“No, we didn’t fight.”

Our earlier exchange could hardly be constituted as a quarrel. When he arrived home earlier that day, the conversation between us was nothing but civil. One

this morning,” Josephine said gently.

two of us,” I insisted. “I’m sure it has been a misunderstanding. We’ll sort it out between ourselves. You don’t have to

problem was. It would undoubtedly be embarrassing

to talk about it,” Josephine said after a prolonged silence. “Remember, if Michael ever bullies you, you come

her smile, I felt warm and fuzzy on the inside. The burden I have

over the past couple of days,” Josephine continued with a gentle pat on my shoulder. “Go back upstairs

I’ll do that. Good night,

I stood up and

studied his face, feeling the torrent of complex

as the sight of his face irritated me. To be completely honest, I