Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 288

Michael had showered me with so much love these days that I could not help but think of this period as the most blissful time of my life. I had just set foot beyond the main gates of our development when a black Mercedes-Benz drove up to me and stopped, blocking my path.

I frowned slightly, displeased at the driver’s manners. Since I was in an excellent mood, I decided to let it go and walk around the car. Suddenly, the back window of the car was lowered. I was Josephine inside the car. Her unannounced visit made my heart sink.

I had a bad feeling about this. Josephine had been vocal about her objections to Michael’s relationship with me. She was undoubtedly here to pursue her agenda of destroying our relationship. She must be getting anxious now that our wedding is near.

Regardless of how unsettled I felt at her appearance, I forced myself to approach the open car window and greet her politely. “Hello, Mrs. Shaw.” I had never treated Josephine with anything less than respect, yet despite my best efforts, her icy demeanor toward me never thawed. Josephine glanced at me coolly before shifting her gaze to stare ahead.

“Ms. Garcia, I’d like to speak with you about some matters. Shall we have our conversation here or do you think we should talk somewhere else?” She said all this somewhat casually, yet I felt chills down my spine.

the house alone with Josephine stressed

to reduce some of the tension between us. Like it or not, once Michael and I were married, she would be my mother-in-law, and I did not wish to have a poor relationship with her. Josephine followed my gaze, and I saw surprise flitting through

of replying to me

blessing any less. No one wants to enter their marriage on the wrong foot with the husband’s mother. By the time I got to the café, Josephine was already waiting at a table. I took a deep breath to steel myself before taking a seat opposite her. “Mrs. Shaw, would you like something to drink?” I asked nervously at the sight of her

me.” On the surface, Josephine’s words seemed like an olive branch of sorts, yet

did not know her preferences and I worried that picking the wrong drink would worsen her already poor impression of me. “A cup of Blue Mountain coffee, please.”

taste and coffee in general put me in a dilemma. In the end, I ordered

what to say to break the silence. She used a teaspoon to gently stir the coffee before raising the

scrunched slightly, sending alarm bells going off in my head. “Ms. Garcia, what do you think of their Blue Mountain coffee? Is it nice?” Josephine placed the cup on the

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