Love from My Dominant Boss

I frowned in dissatisfaction when I felt Ronan’s coldness.

I initially wanted to say a few words in protest. However, because I felt dizzy, I held my tongue and closed my eyes to sleep.

The next day, I reluctantly opened my eyes because the sunlight caused discomfort to my eyes. I spent quite some time adapting myself to the brightness.

When I got up to change my clothes, I was surprised to find myself in my own room.

What happened? Didn’t I drink with Ronan and fall asleep by the river? Why am I at home now? What transpired?

Did Ronan bring me home?

But I thought I saw Michael last night. Could it have been him?

I tried to recall how I had made my way home. However, I rejected the thought of Michael being the one who brought me home the moment it surfaced in my mind.

Since Michael was busy preparing for the engagement ceremony, I figured he didn’t have time to bring me home. Besides, he couldn’t possibly do it, for he didn’t know I had been drinking with Ronan by the river.

In that case, there was only a probable explanation — Ronan brought me home after he sobered up.

Since the man had drunk a lot yesterday, I was surprised that he could still bring me home. As such, I couldn’t help but think that I had underestimated Ronan, for he could drink like a fish.

I initially wanted to call him to thank him for his help. Nonetheless, I dismissed the thought once I realized that my phone had shut down due to a low battery percentage.

It was already past 8 a.m. when I checked the time. Since I would probably be late to work, I immediately changed my clothes and freshened up.

nausea engulfed me all of a

heaved a sigh at the thought of me not yet sobering myself

curious about why I hadn’t been able to hold my liquor. After all, I only had two to three bottles of beer. It was a wonder why I still felt like throwing up the

took a cab instead of the subway. Despite that

in the office of the design

concealed my emotions and lowered my head

meeting with every staff. As if he

of our staff come late

for he was criticizing me in front

but the feeling of sadness overruled that emotion. After maintaining my composure, I stood up and

stared at me, I lowered my head and dared not to

before everyone in the design department, I wondered if it was a sign that he didn’t care about our

rules, merely because I used to sleep with Michael. Nonetheless, I felt hurt when he criticized me before

whoever is late to work will have a month’s

the man gave the order, everyone turned

than our salaries.

However, tears welled in my eyes uncontrollably, for I couldn’t understand his motive for doing so. Is he trying to

now!” Michael glanced at me

office. Every staff in the design department was frightened and dared not utter a

would be something unpleasant to hear. After all, his recent attitude toward

many of them flashed me a gleeful glance, for

I came into the CEO’s office, Michael glanced at me from his desk