Love from My Dominant Boss

I knew that the woman was determined to force me into cutting ties with Michael and would not easily give up. Her threatening tone had caused another wave of fury to engulf me.

When I was back at home, there was still no sign of Michael. I was disappointed, as I was thinking of telling him about what happened earlier.

Unable to restrain the growing exasperation in my heart, I needed to vent my anger at once. Why are there endless hiccups in my life?

I took out Michael’s red wine from the wine cabinet and slumped onto the couch. People claim that they tend to forget about their frustrations when they get drunk. Let me give it a try! I poured the red wine into a glass and started to drink.

I did not know the way to judge the quality of red wine and just finished glass by glass spontaneously. Due to my low alcohol tolerance, I started to feel giddy after gulping down a few glasses of red wine. Apart from that, my vision became blurry gradually.

Not long after that, I had finished almost half a bottle of Michael’s red wine. I sensed that I had started to get drunk, yet those disgruntling moments I intended to put out of my mind appeared to be even more vivid in my mind. What’s the matter? Why do I tend to remember everything better even after I’m drunk?

Drink my sorrows away? I really doubted if it was effective. I was almost drunk, yet I could not put the despair out of my mind. My heart flinched whenever I recalled how my beloved family members would readily betray me just to obtain one million.

By the time Michael reached home, I was completely drunk. Upon hearing the sound of the door opened, I turned to look in the direction of the door. The moment his figure came into view, I was overcome by a wave of indignance.

back?” I forced a smile and burped. After struggling frantically to get up,

brows. “Have you been drinking?” He was displeased when he caught

abruptly, and I fell onto the floor. However,

raised his voice, his frown deepened into a scowl. There were flickers of

effortlessly to the couch. Sensing the intimidating gazes of his blazing eyes, my heart started to

only drank a little,” I refuted and looked at him indignantly. Right that instant, tears

just a little bit? Anna, look at the wine bottle. You’ve almost finished the whole bottle! What’s the matter with you? Have you gone nuts?” Michael lambasted as he pointed at it,

have the right to even do this? Why can’t I decide for my own life? Why do I need to give in to all of you all the

with my parents. After

When he came to his senses, there was anger simmering in his eyes as he snorted,

working hard to fulfill your requests. I always think that it’s because I’m not conscientious and diligent enough. Thus, after completing my studies, I work really hard to earn money. Even so, you never treat me any different, no

why my parents were treating me indifferently all the time. I had tried by all means, yet they never changed their demeanor toward me. It did not

He was an intelligent man and was surely able to guess what I had encountered a while ago. Thus, he strode toward me with inexplicable mixed emotions in his eyes. I wrapped my arms

happened? What did your parents do this time?” There was unmissable concern in his low, charismatic voice. Sensing my distress and helplessness, he did not shove me