Love from My Dominant Boss

Likewise, Michael kept his head down and simply kept eating without any intention to talk to me.

After finishing his meal, he put on his shoes and left without even a glance.

When we were in bed earlier, he still treated me gently. As such, I was deeply disappointed by his abrupt change in behavior.

Losing all my appetite, I silently tidied up the dining table before heading to the hospital alone.

Since Michael had already left, there was no reason left for me to stay here. Besides, I was still utterly concerned about Steven.

When I arrived at his ward, Steven had already woken up while my mother was feeding him chicken stew. Even though his operation was successful, he still looked frail.

The moment I stepped into the ward, they simply glanced at me without saying a word. My mother’s gaze on me was extremely cold.

Their behaviors were reasonable as Steven was in terrible shape. Thus, I forced myself to look past their icy attitude and walked over to my mother before reaching out to get the stew in her hand.

“Mom, you’ve been up the entire night. Let me take care of Steven. You should get some rest with Dad.”

Staring at me angrily, she pushed me away without a word.

I lifted my head and stared at her, sadness engulfing me. But before I could open my mouth, she spoke in an accusatory tone.

are you here? Is it not enough what

the one who got into the gambling

at my mother. “Mom, why are you putting all the blame on me? Steven has completed the operation, and I’ve paid all the expenses.

choked on my words while saying that. I used to tolerate everything she said about me, but she had crossed the

operation, but where did you get that money? Didn’t you say that you have no money?

to touch her at all. On the contrary, she became more enraged as she

“I…”

be honest and say that the money came from a man because I slept with him? How could I live with dignity in front of my family in the future if they were

want to help your brother. If you have taken out

stabbed at my heart like a sharp knife,

to Michael for the money, yet

at her, I started weeping. It was only then that I realized what kind of person I was in her eyes. Didn’t she see

how much I’ve sacrificed in order to get this money? Why do you never care for me but instead keep on complaining

around how she was treating

How could you

since I was young, I had realized my parents’ unfair love toward their son. Initially, I thought the care for Steven only exceeded mine just for a little. But

you think it’s easy raising you? Isn’t it reasonable for you to help the family financially? How could you think that we’ve

did not seem to show any sign of compassion for me. Her gaze toward me was still unyieldingly cold as if I was nobody