Love from My Dominant Boss

I remained silent and did not feel like talking.

Without saying a word, I packed my stuff and left home.

While sitting on the bus and thinking about how my parents treated me, I was deeply upset. The way they treated Steven was worlds apart from the way I was treated. I’m not a saint and can’t tolerate such unfairness!

They are the people closest to me in the world and my everything, but they only care about Steven. Though I’m their daughter, there’s no place in their heart for me!

I was staring out at the scenery flashing past the window with a heavy heart. My eyes reddened, but I tried to keep the tears from falling as I comforted myself.

After so many years, I should’ve gotten used to it, shouldn’t I? So I shouldn’t be sad!

After a few hours of bumpy journey, I finally arrived at the bus terminal. I got off the bus and looked at the crowded terminal. Being alone in the crowd gave me a sense of loneliness.

I had been working in this city for so many years in order to provide my parents a better life. Yet, no matter how hard I worked to support my family, they still did not appreciate me.

Feeling depressed, I decided to walk home by myself instead of calling Michael.

Though Birchwood was far away from the bus terminal, I just wanted to be alone.

After a long walk with my suitcase, I couldn’t feel my feet at all. Totally drained of energy, I was extremely worn out.

hail a cab. Unfortunately, all the

at my watch and grew anxious as

and stopped in front of me, letting out

before me. Who’s

to walk down the road with my suitcase as I waited for a cab. At that moment, someone lowered the car window and stuck

slightly, and there was a hint of surprise

hearing that familiar voice. When I saw his handsome face, my eyes widened in

here? I didn’t call to inform him that I had arrived, did

you here?” I responded awkwardly after keeping quiet

did you come back so early? Didn’t I ask you to call me after you had arrived? You refused to listen, didn’t

got out of his car while walking toward me. He looked solemn in his

that I did not know how to reply

refused to do so instead. Since I was in a grim mood, I just wanted to be

I was afraid that you were busy, so I

me with his piercing eyes. For some reason, I had a feeling he could

he responded coldly, “Is

the icy tone

did not dare to look him in

Michael frowned and

into his car immediately as I thought he would be further angered if I refused him

never seen him driving this car before. After getting into his car, I glanced around curiously. Wow, it’s so spacious and comfortable in here!

never understand the rich. A car is just a means of transportation. Why in the world do they need so many of them? It’s not like they can drive it

with the awkward silence. I looked out the window, wondering if I should find a topic of

when I stared at his cold and impassive face. I always felt that we had nothing

find a topic, Michael broke the silence and asked, “Why did you come back earlier? Didn’t you say you

was calm and