Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 160

“Who are you?”

I was puzzled and could not figure out who the caller was.

“I’m Ronan. Have you forgotten me, Ms. Garcia?”

Ronan, who was on the other end of the line, was somewhat disappointed after knowing that I could not recognize him.

“Oh, it’s you. I didn’t forget about you. It’s just that it’s out of my expectations that you’ll call me out of the blue.”

Ronan’s unforgettable looks could fight that of Michael’s, so I would never forget him. But then, I did not expect that he would call me.

I thought I would never meet him again. Who knew he would call me just after a few days.

To be honest, I disliked men who were like Ronan. Even though it was undeniable that he was handsome and had a sunny boy kind of vibe, he had always given me the impression that he was flippant.

He looked like an irresponsible young lad, which was the extreme opposite of the type of man I would like—mature and steady.

“It took me great difficulty to get your number, so how is it possible for me to not contact you? I’m very enthusiastic when it comes to calling pretty ladies.”

Ronan’s voice from the other side of the phone was starting to get frivolous.

Instantly, I frowned as I disliked the way he talked.

“Why did you call me for?” I asked plainly.

“Well, I would like to ask a pretty lady like you out for dinner.”

of the line once again, but this time his words only got me

it unchivalrous for a man to tell a lady such words when he has

time today, so

had already labeled Ronan as a

thinking. That hurts me so

sorry, but I really have something

I decided not to have any form of relationship

knew this playboy’s reason for calling me very well. Other than not having any interest in him, I figured I should not do anything inappropriate given my current relationship with

said that. But I hope you’ll not

Ronan did not press the

“Goodbye then.”

and hung up the phone after saying

frivolous. Although he was very handsome, I did not have good feelings toward him. I preferred men who had a mature and staid

Birchwood, Michael was not home yet. Then, I recalled the text message he sent me earlier, yet could not wrap my mind around why he had asked me to wait for him at the parking

to Michael. Because of him, I already had a hard

Michael for more than once, won’t

for dinner that night. After a long while, I heard the sounds of

instantly turned grim as

he came over to my side. There was a

at home. Where else can I be at

as a sense of guilt rose in me while I looked

me that because of

I tell you to wait for me at

Michael’s expression froze. He strode toward me as his eyes were blazing with growing rage that it was as though he wanted to burn

What message?” I pretended to be confused as

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