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.

burped. After struggling frantically to get

been drinking?” He was displeased when he caught a glimpse of the bottle of red

I fell onto the floor. However, a drunken me

you are now!” As he raised his

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

Right that instant,

you sure it’s just a little bit? Anna, look at the wine bottle. You’ve almost finished the whole bottle! What’s the matter

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

for a long time. Nonetheless, I was unable to blurt out the words whenever I was face-to-face with my parents.

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

bit more? I really yearn for your love and care. Since young, I have been 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 matter how hard I try. Why? Tell me why!”

all means, yet they never changed their demeanor toward me. It did not make sense if it was just because of their patriarchal

an intelligent man and was surely able to guess what I had encountered a while ago. Thus, he strode

time?” There was unmissable concern in his low, charismatic voice. Sensing my distress and helplessness, he did not shove me away from