Love from My Dominant Boss

Then, I hung up the phone. Having done so, I hailed a taxi and rushed over to Natalie’s house.

About half an hour later, I arrived at her house. By then, she was already home.

The moment I opened the door and stepped in, I was greeted by the sight of Natalie cheerfully washing fruits and John sitting on the couch in the living room.

Upon seeing the scumbag, my wrath flared at once. How dare he show his face here?

Just when I was about to lay into him, Natalie spotted me and quickly ushered me in.

“You’re back, Anna? Quick, come and have some fruits. I bought a lot on my way home.”

Coming over to me, Natalie took my arm and dragged me into the house.

At that moment, John had also caught sight of me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me was smug and defiant.

As she pulled me into the house, I pointed at John on the couch and turned to her with barely restrained anger.

“Why is he here? Didn’t I say I’ve got something important to tell you? Why did you bring him home?”

Initially, I was going to tell her that he was a scumbag. But now that he was here, I was truly caught in a difficult position.

John and I are already the most intimate person to the other, so just say whatever it

already opened her heart to John and

know how to tell her all the things I had to say.

will you? Do you know that he’s a scumbag?” I proclaimed

aback for a moment, probably taken off guard by my sudden outburst. When she snapped out

you say that

the first time Natalie had ever raised

you know that he

whether she would be angry at me, I decided to tell her about it. She would know sooner or later, and the pain would only

heard that, she frowned and regarded

her, it still aroused her suspicions since we had been best

her face, she eyed

feet and explained urgently, “I don’t know what your friend is saying, Nat! Why would she slander me

with all the affection in the world. Being besotted with him

that you’re cheating on me? She’s my

While she wouldn’t doubt me, she probably trusted him

boyfriend. How could

expect Natalie to be swayed by my words, for his expression turned a

the suspicion that remained in Natalie’s eyes, he abruptly turned to look at me, his eyes blazing with

I have no past grievances with you? Natalie and I love each other, so why must you concoct such a story

word out of his mouth sounded exceedingly caustic. I merely stared at him coldly

stricken by guilt now, yet he’s still playing the victim and questioning me instead. How absolutely

know best whether I’m slandering you and trying to ruin your relationship. As I said, John Young, I’ll never allow you to hurt

us, so I was determined to

I really love Natalie, so how could I possibly do anything to betray her? I don’t know why you’re slandering me such, but don’t