Love from My Dominant Boss

Right then, Natalie appeared no different from before. Nonetheless, I knew that she was merely putting on a brave front, concealing the anguish within her.

“That’s right! You’re stunningly beautiful with tons of suitors pursuing you, so anyone you choose will be far better than that scumbag!”

Sitting down beside her, I draped an arm over her neck and echoed her sentiments. I knew that she was now gradually getting over her breakup.

Well, it’s a good thing that I’ve ended things with Michael. I can keep her company throughout this period with peace of mind without worrying about her all the time.

After staying the night at her house, I again bumped into Michael when I went to the office the next day. I thought he would at least greet me, but he ignored me entirely without even sparing me a glance.

At that, I frowned slightly. As I watched him head to the office, a sliver of disappointment slithered into me.

When I had settled myself at my table, my gaze kept returning to Michael’s office. Chagrin swamped me. What exactly does he take me for? Even if we no longer have anything to do with each other, our relationship is still that of a superior and subordinate in the office, so there’s nothing wrong with greeting me, is there?

Millie, who sat across from me, seemed to have noticed my preoccupied state. She rapped on my table with curiosity etched on her face. “Anna, did you notice that Mr. Shaw has been in a foul mood ever since yesterday noon?”

Her comment struck panic in me. Don’t tell me she has discovered something?

“Has he been in a foul mood?” I asked mildly, feigning a nonchalant chuckle.

proposals from the design department and reprimanded them all severely,” Millie murmured with a nosy look

help wondering whether those changes in him had something to do with me. After all, it

a snag in his work. As you know, he’s now aiming to monopolize the advertising industry. While it’s

that Michael’s foul mood definitely had something to do with me.

got to be careful since

peek at Michael’s office.

into turmoil. I couldn’t quite tell my exact emotions right then, but it felt as though I was inexplicably happy upon learning that Michael was in a

I buried my head in my work. But while I was glancing through documents, he occupied all the space in my mind. At some point

Garcia, I want to

while I was lost in thoughts; it was

his office, his

reality. When I locked gazes with his profound eyes that resembled whirlpools, my

I dragged my feet to his office. My colleagues around me had also noticed his foul attitude toward me, so some regarded me with worry

reached his office, he was sitting at his table,

may I assist

dared not look at him anymore, for my backbone inevitably weakened whenever

the table. In

heart jolted, and stark panic overwhelmed me as a

submitted to me? You’ve got years of working experience,

pointed at the document on the table, his eyes radiating fury

something wrong with it, Mr.

greeted by the sight of the design proposal I submitted earlier in

think such a