Love from My Dominant Boss

After completing the paperwork, Michael’s secretary drove my parents and Steven to the new place I rented. The secretary left after dropping us off.

My mom circled around the house after Michael’s secretary was gone. She approached me with a horrible expression and complained, “What kind of a place did you get us? It’s so small. How are we going to live here?”

I rented a two-bedroom accommodation. It wasn’t spacious, but it was more than enough for staying temporarily. Despite that, my mom was still dissatisfied.

“Mom, I understand that it is a little cramped, but it is sufficient for all three of you to stay here. Please, just make-do, okay?”

I deliberately ignored my mom’s dissatisfaction and stared at her with a troubled look.

“Make-do? That is not a problem for me, but what about Steven? He needs a good place to recuperate. This place is so small, and the furniture is right next to each other. What do we do if he bumps into them?” complained my mom as she pointed at the sofa and the coffee table. She stared at me in dissatisfaction, and her tone carried a hint of anger.

“If you’re that unhappy with it, then you can go look for a place on your own. That is if you can afford it.”

The place was more than enough for their daily needs, but my mom was still complaining endlessly. She never even considered how I felt, and like her, I was angry as well.

I already did my best to give them a good life, but they remained ungrateful and even complained about it. I am so done with them.

They might have raised me, but the way they treated me is too much. I have emotions, too. There is no way I can hold it in forever!

I didn’t want to argue with my mom, so I turned around to leave as soon as I finished saying my piece. Truth was, I had already done my best to keep the family together. If they insisted on behaving that way, then I had no choice. I’d be selfish from then on and take care of myself.

“Wait!”

My mom’s expression changed. She probably didn’t expect my temper to be that terrible that day. So, she called out to me in the end.

“What?”

any expression.

good food to recuperate,” said my mom while stretching

Money, again!

as anger filled my soul. At that moment, it felt like my mom had nothing else to say to me, except to ask for

I am not a cash withdrawal machine—I didn’t have the money for

and handed it to my mom. My tone was chilly when I said, “I

I would have to

hand and frowned in dissatisfaction. “Your brother’s injury is serious. What can I do with just

I gave her. There was a time when I would give her however much she asked. Yet, I

is all I have with me now. If you

my anger. After saying my piece, I reached

knew that my mom wouldn’t let me have it. She might find the money lacking, but she was still quick to shove

my temperament. She knew I was still angry and that I would take

There wasn’t a place to rest in the hospital,

shot one look at the room that Steven was in before I turned around to say those words to my mom. After

asked when those matters involved Steven. I had to fight back, or she would never learn to be

the rented place. It was unlikely my mom would ask me for anything for the time being. Five hundred should feed

head home yet. Recalling that I

saw a familiar car parked at the side.

expect to see him there that day, so I didn’t know what to say

together, but we were a couple back in the days, and I was the one who broke up with him. Bumping into

If I went forward, he would definitely see me, and it didn’t seem right