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.

Is it not enough what you’ve done to

me for everything that happened to Steven. But he was the one who got into

indignance as my eyes brimmed with tears while staring at my mother. “Mom, why are you putting all

that. I used to tolerate everything she said about me, but she had crossed the line that day. After all, I was

pay for the operation, but where did you get that money? Didn’t you say that you have no money? The operation cost around a

complaint did not seem to touch her at all. On the

“I…”

money came from a man because I slept

anymore? The truth is, you had the money all along, didn’t you? You just didn’t want to help your brother. If you have taken out the money sooner, Steven won’t be lying in bed right

my heart like a

Michael for

her, I started weeping. It was only then that I realized what kind of person I was in her

am I such a cruel person in your eyes? Do you know how much I’ve sacrificed in order to get this money? Why do you never

my head around how she was treating me. It was as though I was not

I’m your child too. How could

my parents’ unfair love toward their son. Initially, I thought the care for Steven only exceeded mine just for a little. But as time

reasonable for you to help the family financially? How could you think that we’ve wronged

for me. Her gaze toward me was still unyieldingly cold as if I was nobody but a