Love from My Dominant Boss

Ronan continued to comfort me. A strange sense of warmth exuded from his embrace.

Formerly, I thought of Ronan no more than a flirtatious playboy who was only trying to get me in bed. However, I had come to the realization that he truly did care for me.

Ronan did not stop me as I squeezed him tighter. Only when I was exhausted from all the crying did I let him go. As I pulled away, I noticed a huge stain of my sweat and tears on his shirt near his collar.

“Sorry for making your shirt dirty…”

Embarrassed to see the mess I have created, I mumbled sheepishly while avoiding eye contact. Overwhelmed by my emotions, I only cared about letting it out before I drowned in my own tears, forgetting that I had no relation with the man in front of me.

“It’s okay, as long as you have stopped crying. You almost scared me to death just now. I thought I had said something wrong that drove you to tears.”

Ronan shrugged and peered nonchalantly at his dampened shirt before turning to face me, concerned.

“It’s not your fault. I just thought of something upsetting.”

Utterly grateful that he had allowed me to cry on his shoulder, my perspective towards Ronan started to shift.

“Do you want to talk about it? After that crying session we just had, we should at least be friends now, right?”

A bright smile bloomed on his face as he looked at me carefully.

His big eyes made him look like an oversized toddler. However, I was surprisingly at ease by just staring into his sparkling eyes.

After a few minutes of hesitation, my lips parted as words started to spill out. I told Ronan everything that was happening between my family and me. It was not that I wanted his sympathy. I just needed to vent.

“Your parents had gone overboard this time. When we first met, you were kicked out of the hospital ward. Was it because of this?”

After my rant, Ronan’s eyes were filled with newfound pity. I pursed my lips subtly. Truth to be told, I did not like being pitied.

I nodded in silence.

your parents treat you this way? Plus, what happened with Steven was not even

so, his facial expression indicated his

it anyways. It has always been like this since I was a little kid. They just

look of nonchalance as I said

really are used to it, you wouldn’t have cried so hard just now. Also, given how sick you are, your parents still choose

looking at me. Heartache was written all over

with sorrow, I forgot to pull away from his touch. Instead, I let him

the ward. Time and time again, he would ask the nurses to take my temperature. His meticulous care for me touched

that I had noticed. For some unknown reason, all of the nurses seemed to treat Ronan with extra caution. All of them were very obedient to

was the

the sun began to set. Ronan had taken care of me for hours. I was starting to feel sorry for taking up so much of his

box of

hungry. I brought you some

food in front of me before pouring

my heart squeezed. After she left this noon, she had not visited me again, albeit

my gaze, refusing to showcase my

box, I noticed there were only two types of

at looked at my mom. Even though I was not satisfied with the food, I swallowed my disappointment while reminding myself to be grateful that Mom was willing to bring

this? There are barely any nutrients. Anna is a sick patient right now, so she needs nutrients for her to get better. This food is not going to do anything for her

a glare towards Mom. His voice was laced with displeasure and

A

Mom peered at Ronan before directing her

hmm. He’s my

the attentiveness he had shown me