Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 293 Betrothal Gift

“Thank you, Anna.”

Upon seeing that I had agreed, Steven regarded me in surprise and thanked me for the very first time.

“Anna, you and Michael are going to be married soon, and a betrothal gift is customary in our village. Have you discussed this with him?”

The atmosphere had eased. However, the attention landed on Michael and me when my mother brought up the matter of money.

According to the wedding traditions in our village, the groom had to give a betrothal gift. I didn’t want things to be so traditional between Michael and me. After all, we were together because we loved each other, and it had nothing to do with a dowry.

My brows furrowed slightly, but I didn’t respond to my mother’s question. In truth, I said nothing to Michael since I had no desire to receive one.

Naturally, he could fork out tens of thousands, considering his status. I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I’m selling myself off if I were to ask him for a betrothal gift. And I didn’t like that feeling.

My mother knew from my silence that I hadn’t said a single word to Michael about the matter. All at once, she grew chagrined.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never brought that up with him? A betrothal gift from the groom is customary in our village, so you can’t disregard the tradition.”

While saying that, her voice sounded a tad urgent, and the look in her eyes was anxious as she stared at me.

“Mom, is it important? Michael and I love each other. The wedding will proceed with or without the betrothal gift.”

her way, I just couldn’t bring myself to agree to her demand. Michael

haven’t even married him, yet you’re scrimping on his behalf. Have you forgotten the

obviously irked and she wasn’t mincing

Even now, I felt rather irritated, for I loathed how

“Mom-”

indispensable. Besides, parents from both parties should at least meet before the ceremony, no? You failed to observe the

me no opportunity to say a single word. She would cut me off

did I realize her motive for calling me home that night was to talk

lack of genuine concern from my own mother hit me even though I

about one thing. Michael and I are getting married. He

this, Mom? I’ll arrange for Michael to meet you both in a few

to have Michael

don’t trust you. Give me Michael’s number, and I’ll

about the matter, worried that I was merely brushing her

don’t

he’ll immediately rebuff her when she

adhere to your arrangement and wait until you’ve set a

shot to her feet and

couldn’t bring myself to aggravate her further. In the end, I capitulated

took my phone and

given in just now. If Mom calls him every other day, he’ll certainly be annoyed. Then, a conflict might