Love from My Dominant Boss

Regardless, my feelings of sympathy toward her did not make me hate her any less as I still remembered how she kept picking a fight with me.

Meanwhile, Michael kept me company every day in and out of work. Although the nature of our relationship was a thorn in both our sides, I was satisfied with what I had.

One day, Emma showed up in front of the office building the moment I came out. Judging by the way she was standing in my path, it didn’t take a genius to figure out that she was here to cause trouble.

Michael had left the office early in the afternoon to discuss an important project, so Emma was obviously here for me.

“You’re in my way, Ms. Jones,” I said coldly with a frown.

“I think we really need to talk, Ms. Garcia.”

Emma had the same old vicious look in her eyes when she looked at me, and that ruined her otherwise beautiful appearance.

“I don’t think there’s anything for us to talk about, Ms. Jones. You’ve stated your point twice now, and I believe I have made myself very clear as well. I suggest you stop wasting your time.”

Emma’s probably trying to threaten me into leaving Michael again, just like she did on both of our previous encounters, but I’m not about to give in to her threats!

Emma’s eyes lit up with rage when she saw how stubborn I was. She then glanced behind me and broke into a sinister grin as she threatened me, “Ms. Garcia, are you sure you want to be talking about your affair with Mr. Shaw here where all of your colleagues can hear us? What would they think if they find out you’re sleeping with your CEO?”

people treated me when they suspected

don’t you get tired of resorting to threats

and this was the second time

want. Let’s talk over coffee, Ms. Garcia,” Emma said

began walking toward a nearby café before I

do as told and sat down across

was starting to lose my patience and said coldly, “How about you not waste both of our

did after I called you that night, Ms. Garcia. I’m Michael’s official girlfriend,

finally have something new to say… This is no different from what

Jones? I really have no clue, so

had explained everything to me before this, so I wasn’t going to believe her at all. In fact, I was even starting to suspect that her feeling unwell was all faked just to trick Michael into looking after

Ms. Garcia. Surely there’s no need

was clearly triggered by what I said but maintained her smug facade

and looked at Anna in shock as I exclaimed, “Are you perhaps implying that

about having sex for emphasis. The surrounding people gave Emma weird looks when they heard it, and

I are a couple. What’s so strange about

her face, I figured she thought her

so? Funny, Michael told me he never laid a finger on you, and that he hates you a lot,” I said while casually