Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 292 A Lucrative Marriage

Mom’s caring demeanor was everything I had ever imagined. Now that she was finally showing affection for me, the situation somehow felt too good to be true. What’s wrong with me? I can’t help but think that something’s about to go wrong when she’s nice to me.

“Mom, you’re overthinking. So many things have been happening lately and I’ve simply been too busy to find the time to visit you.”

My words belied the resentment I felt toward my mom. I could not, however, bring myself to voice my resentment when faced with her sensitive question.

“Anna, I know how you’re feeling. It was entirely my fault last time. I’m sorry I didn’t stop to consider your feelings.” She even kept her head lowered for good measure, looking like she was deeply regretful over her actions.

I looked at Mom in shock. She never used to apologize, even if she was at fault. What the heck is going on? Have I entered some alternate universe where my mom actually isn’t a selfish person? I can’t believe she’s saying “sorry” to me right now!

I did not know what to think of my mom’s sudden change in behavior, though her apology went a long way in dispelling the grudge I felt toward her.

“Mom, it’s all in the past now. We don’t have to bring it up again.”

My statement was not a decision to forgive and forget each of my mom’s past transgressions. I merely did not want to be reminded of how badly she had hurt me in the past.

“All right, I won’t bring it up in the future,” Mom said in response.

Just then, Steven approached us with a cup of freshly-brewed tea in hand.

He looked at me woodenly, a

into the living room. It was, however, a good sign that he was longer in a

healing well,” I remarked as my gaze landed

the doctor said that it was recovering well. Besides, I’m still young. With proper rest and rehabilitation, my legs will be good as

seemed to have matured a great deal, though I remained wary

you’ve fully recovered, you can focus on looking for a job. Please stop gambling, or you might not be as lucky

to his gambling debts. I was worried that he would go back to

I’ll look for a job soon.

it past him

suddenly piqued up and shifted the conversation topic to my impending wedding. An inexplicable

do with Michael in front of my mom,

Josephine saw me as a gold-digger. If my mom chimed in with unreasonable requests, it would only serve to affirm Josephine’s assumptions and place

but we’re down to the final details,” I uttered

keeping news of my wedding from my parents.

finally marrying each other. His family background is impeccable. We must’ve struck the lottery to have a daughter marrying into such a

wedding. She must be imagining how wonderful her future is going

mood. Her invitation today could not possibly be for just

to do with his wealth.” I