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.

here? Is it not enough what you’ve done

everything that happened to Steven. But he was the one who got into the gambling debt. How’s that my fault? Why does

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

choked on my words while saying that. I used to tolerate everything she said about me, but she had crossed the line that day. After all, I was still

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

her at all. On the contrary, she

“I…”

I could not reveal my relationship with Michael. How could 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

you had the money all along, didn’t you? You just didn’t want to

heart like a sharp knife, leaving it

to Michael for the money, yet my mother still misunderstood

in her eyes. Didn’t

much I’ve sacrificed in order to get this money? Why do you never

head around how she was

I done wrong? I’m your child too. How could you discriminate

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

you to help the family financially? How

to show any sign of compassion for