Love from My Dominant Boss

Likewise, Michael kept his head down and simply kept eating without any intention to talk to me.

After finishing his meal, he put on his shoes and left without even a glance.

When we were in bed earlier, he still treated me gently. As such, I was deeply disappointed by his abrupt change in behavior.

Losing all my appetite, I silently tidied up the dining table before heading to the hospital alone.

Since Michael had already left, there was no reason left for me to stay here. Besides, I was still utterly concerned about Steven.

When I arrived at his ward, Steven had already woken up while my mother was feeding him chicken stew. Even though his operation was successful, he still looked frail.

The moment I stepped into the ward, they simply glanced at me without saying a word. My mother’s gaze on me was extremely cold.

Their behaviors were reasonable as Steven was in terrible shape. Thus, I forced myself to look past their icy attitude and walked over to my mother before reaching out to get the stew in her hand.

“Mom, you’ve been up the entire night. Let me take care of Steven. You should get some rest with Dad.”

Staring at me angrily, she pushed me away without a word.

I lifted my head and stared at her, sadness engulfing me. But before I could open my mouth, she spoke in an accusatory tone.

you here? Is it not enough what you’ve done to

for everything that happened to Steven. But he was the one who got into the gambling debt. How’s

tears while staring at my mother. “Mom, why are you putting all the blame on me? Steven has completed the operation, and I’ve paid all the expenses.

that. I used to tolerate everything she said about me, but she had crossed the line

get that money? Didn’t you say that you have no

her at all. On the contrary, she became more enraged as she

“I…”

be honest and say that the money came from a man because

to say anymore? The truth is, you had the money all along, didn’t you? You just didn’t want to help your brother. If you have taken out the money sooner, Steven won’t

heart like a sharp knife,

body to Michael for the money, yet my mother still misunderstood

started weeping. It was only then that I realized what kind of person I was in her eyes. Didn’t she see everything that I’ve done for this family? How could she think of me

eyes? Do you know how much I’ve sacrificed in order to get this

really could not wrap my head around how she was treating me. It was as though I was not her

your child too. How could

their son. Initially, I thought the care for Steven only exceeded mine just for a little. But as time went

to help the family financially? How could

heartbroken I was, my mother did not seem to show any sign of compassion for me. Her gaze toward me was still unyieldingly cold as if I