Love from My Dominant Boss

Sitting alone in the living room, I looked at the Doppler ultrasound from the check-up. Although I was only two months pregnant, and there was nothing to see, I was still happy. Just when I was relishing in my bliss, the doorbell rang. I furrowed my eyebrows and went to open the door.

It was Michael’s mother. The sight of her caused my heart to sink as a sense of dread began to emanate through my body. It took me a long while to regain my senses. Forcing a smile, I greeted politely, “Mrs. Shaw.” “Ms. Garcia, are you going to make me stand while I talk to you?” Josephine looked at me with an icy gaze.

The annoyance in her tone was obvious enough for me. In response, I quickly stepped aside and invited her in, “Mrs. Shaw, please come in.” Josephine Blackwood was Michael’s mother. She would be my mother-in-law if I married Michael.

Therefore, as her future daughter-in-law, I had to treat her well. Josephine frowned at me before sidestepping me to enter the living room.

Standing behind Josephine as if I was a maid, I lowered my head and asked, “Mrs. Shaw, would you like some coffee or tea?” “Plain water will do,” Josephine replied without even looking in my direction.

“I’ll go get it right away.” I hurried into the kitchen to get a glass of water and placed it in front of Josephine. “Mrs. Shaw, please have some water.” Just as I spoke, I saw Josephine staring at the medical report on the table with a frosty expression.

when through her mind when she saw the report. “Do excuse me. I haven’t got the chance to tidy up as I just returned home.” I quickly collected the reports on the

never felt so nervous in front of Josephine before. Glancing at me, Josephine remarked, “Ms. Garcia, I don’t like to beat around the bush, so let me just give it to you straight. You are not worthy of Michael, and

expected this and was mentally prepared, but hearing it in person still made me feel miserable. I looked at Josephine and my nose began to burn. “Mrs. Shaw, I understand that I’ve humiliated you and

to be with me and my child, so I hoped that Josephine

“Ms. Garcia, I bet fifty million is

understand why she was furious, especially since fifty million was

to say. “Ms. Garcia, you promised me that you would stay away from Michael. But now, it’s obvious

Michael, you will have to suffer the consequences.” Her response sounded just like a threat. It was obvious that my apology had failed to earn her forgiveness. Although I

infuriated by Josephine’s words, but I forced myself to contain my anger on the account that she was Michael’s mother. “Mrs. Shaw,

up without a father. The baby I’m carrying is your

their legacies. I wasn’t trying to use my child as a bargaining chip, but I just didn’t want Josephine to object to our relationship anymore. Anger