Love from My Dominant Boss

In the end, I did not utter a single word, and both of us went back to Natalie’s house without saying a word.

Natalie approached us as soon as we entered the door, and she smiled when she saw that I had returned with Yuval. But her smile froze on her face the moment she saw the clothes that I was wearing.

I was wearing the shirt that Michael had worn yesterday. Natalie was bound to remember that because Michael had always been the center of attention.

“You’re back, Anna.”

Natalie held my hand and her expression turned a little awkward.

“I’m back. Are you alright, Natalie? Does your face still hurt?”

Although one night had passed, Natalie’s face was still swollen and bruised. Even the corner of her mouth was swollen with traces of purple and blue.

It was despicable of John and that woman to do this to her.

“I’m fine, and I’m much better now. I’m sorry you got dragged into this mess. Your face wouldn’t be like this if it weren’t because of me. It’s all my fault, Anna.”

Then, Natalie gave me a hug and looked at me apologetically.

“It’s okay. We’re good friends, aren’t we? Friends stand by each other in time of need. I couldn’t just watch while you were being bullied.”

I’ve been wronged even though I was beaten up. That’s because it’s all for

“Hello, Mr. Lambert.”

my shoulder and gave a

check in

tone was impassive, and he was no longer

called you last night

a bath and change

was interrupted by Yuval. He was still bothered by the clothes I was wearing, and he

way. Any man would be disgusted

it was my

Anna. You’d better take a bath. You

with Yuval, and before I did anything stupid, she quickly stood

shut the door, I eventually regained my composure. I kept telling myself to have a little patience. After all, Yuval had every right to be

body. I became even more frustrated when I thought about my relationships with Michael and Yuval.

out of the bathroom. Natalie and

across Yuval. Unable to meet

I left last night. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help. I was busy with a client when you called, and I didn’t hear

speak, Yuval beat me to it. I thought he was

after I heard his sincere apology. No matter what happened yesterday, I was in the wrong. I should have been the one to apologize, not him. And for that, I was moved by his

one to apologize. Last night,

guilty. I ought to be contented to have someone like him who was so forgiving and considerate towards

anymore, and I don’t want you to bring it up again. Both of us are in this together, and we sincerely want this relationship to work, don’t we? I hope what happened last night won’t happen again. As a man, I won’t be able to tolerate another round of

intended to forgive me, he still couldn’t pretend that whatever happened between Michael and me did not happen. If I were him, I would have ended this

sorry. I promise that it won’t happen again. It was really

relationship with Yuval meant