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

still blamed me for everything that happened to Steven. But he was the one who got into the gambling debt. How’s that

no longer suppress my indignance as my eyes brimmed with tears while staring at my mother. “Mom, why are you putting all the blame on me? Steven has completed the operation,

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

did pay for the operation, but where did you get that money? Didn’t you say that

touch her at all. On the contrary, she

“I…”

the money came from a man because I slept with

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

words stabbed at my heart like

body to Michael for the money, yet my mother

in her eyes.

know how much I’ve sacrificed in order to get this money? Why do

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

How could

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 as

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

seem to show any sign of compassion for me. Her gaze toward me was still unyieldingly cold as