Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 182

I put my phone aside, hoping I could stop thinking about what Emma said, but I was wrong.

I found myself going over to meet her when lunchtime came. I knew nothing constructive would come out of our talk, but I refused to run away from the issue. Besides, I did not believe she would let me off the hook just like that if I did not show up. So, I decided to just meet up with her.

I spotted Emma drinking a cup of coffee at a table beside the window right after I came through the café’s door.

 

She gave off a charm of elegance from the way she dressed and carried herself. She was inarguably a beautiful woman.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down before walking toward her and sitting down.

 

“What would you like to have?”

Emma spoke before I could greet her.

“I’m good. I don’t have much time, Ms. Jones, so let’s cut to the chase.”

I had no intention of talking to her over a cup of coffee—I was not in the mood. After all, she was Michael’s official girlfriend.

“I see you’re a forthright person. All right then, let’s get straight to the point.”

She was taken aback by my candidness, but she quickly composed herself and smiled.

“Ms. Garcia, I know that your relationship with Michael is somewhat extraordinary. But, I think you know I’m his girlfriend, right?”

Of course, I knew she was his girlfriend, but still, hearing those words from her made me feel uncomfortable.

I listened to her without any expression as if she was talking about someone totally unrelated to me. “I don’t see why you need to tell me that, Ms. Jones.”

I fixed my apathetic gaze on her.

are doing, don’t you, Ms. Garcia? You guys might be keeping it a secret, but I know what

at me in the eyes without the slightest hint of

keep it under our hats. We pretended as if we did not know each other.

Jones.

tried to sound as natural as I could

keep our relationship hidden from everyone. Even if Emma guessed it correctly, I would not admit to

overthinking, or

was inexorable. Her gaze hardened as I felt her

out, then I don’t see the point of me staying any

and got

“Ms. Garcia.”

her feet and glared

 

my face as I turned toward her again. Yes, I had a guilty conscience,

there anything else, Ms.

tried to sound polite since I did not wish to get into a fight with

Michael if you don’t want anything to happen to you. He’s my

conceal

to Michael,

a

she asked me out just to

was the one who

to leave me, then I would

Although I looked composed back there, I knew I was on the losing end from the very beginning. There was

behind. I frowned and moved aside

to lambast the driver, but I

car and

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