Love from My Dominant Boss

I was telling her all of this for her own good, but not only did she refuse to believe me, she even thought that I found all men in the world unreliable because I had been hurt before.

We were initially talking about her, but the spotlight was abruptly shifted to me. I couldn’t help but feel sad when she exposed my scars right in front of John.

“Natalie, don’t you trust me?” I peered into Natalie’s eyes and pressed further, refusing to accept this reality.

“John is my boyfriend, and I’ve given him my everything, so I believe that he loves me,” meeting my gaze, Natalie said with certainty.

Hearing Natalie’s answer, my heart sank to my stomach. It was clear she was determined to trust John.

“Why won’t you believe me? He admitted it to me himself. We’ve been friends for so many years. You know I’d never lie to you.”

I remained undeterred because I hoped she’d believe me.

If it were someone else, I wouldn’t bother at all. But because she was my best friend who had stayed by my side through my most difficult times, I couldn’t just stand by and watch when she was tangled up with a scumbag like John.

“It’s exactly because you’re my best friend that I’m willing to tolerate this, Anna. From now on, I don’t wanna hear you say another bad word about John. He’s my boyfriend, and I choose to trust him!”

Seeing as I was persisting, Natalie’s eyes filled with anger.

me. Realizing this, a wave of disappointment washed over me. We’ve been friends

and I’m sure it’s because he knew

telling Natalie about John’s true colors the previous

wouldn’t have

own good. Please,

and anxiously grabbed Natalie’s

insistence only served to further anger Natalie. She flung off my hand

stuff that’s harmful to my relationship with John,

me deeply. I looked at her with sorrowful eyes, but besides rage, I couldn’t detect any other emotion

pride by saying that. For John, she had actually threatened to end our

move out

face paled, and I rushed into my bedroom right after

to this between Natalie and me, I felt like I had

my suitcase, I put in my clothes

friendship meant a lot to me, but because of a scumbag, Natalie had actually threatened to end it. I was well

longer, I randomly stuffed my clothes into my suitcase. I couldn’t believe exposing a b*stard like

out and walked through the living

only said it in a fit of anger,” Natalie explained to me anxiously, and a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes when

gonna go now,” I

said it was fine, I still felt indignant on the inside. After all, the

chasing you out. You can continue staying here as long as you stop bad-mouthing about John,” Natalie walked up to me and held my

when I heard

knew that no amount of advice would make her believe me. Instead, she would get even more infuriated. Hence, I made a wiser decision – to