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.”

I just couldn’t bring myself to agree to her demand. Michael had already spent hundreds of thousands on my family, which was several

you don’t plan on making him pay, huh? You haven’t even married him, yet you’re scrimping on his behalf. Have you forgotten the hardships your father and I faced to raise you? It’s

obviously irked and

unreasonable. Even now, I felt rather irritated, for I loathed

“Mom-”

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

gave me no opportunity to say a single

calling me home that

concern from my own mother hit me even

is right about one thing. Michael and I are getting married.

Mom? I’ll arrange for Michael to meet you both in a few days when he’s not so

at my mother’s perpetual wrath and concurred to have Michael meet them. Nonetheless, I would

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

had already acceded, but she was persistent about the matter, worried that I was merely brushing

I don’t think

left a bad impression on him back then. I’m truly worried that he’ll immediately rebuff her when she expresses her wish

I want to meet my future son-in-law, yet I’ve got to adhere to your arrangement and wait until you’ve set a date? I’m

to her feet

In the end, I capitulated and scrolled through my contacts for Michael’s

took my phone and

 Maybe I shouldn’t have given in just now. If Mom calls him every