Love from My Dominant Boss

After completing the paperwork, Michael’s secretary drove my parents and Steven to the new place I rented. The secretary left after dropping us off.

My mom circled around the house after Michael’s secretary was gone. She approached me with a horrible expression and complained, “What kind of a place did you get us? It’s so small. How are we going to live here?”

I rented a two-bedroom accommodation. It wasn’t spacious, but it was more than enough for staying temporarily. Despite that, my mom was still dissatisfied.

“Mom, I understand that it is a little cramped, but it is sufficient for all three of you to stay here. Please, just make-do, okay?”

I deliberately ignored my mom’s dissatisfaction and stared at her with a troubled look.

“Make-do? That is not a problem for me, but what about Steven? He needs a good place to recuperate. This place is so small, and the furniture is right next to each other. What do we do if he bumps into them?” complained my mom as she pointed at the sofa and the coffee table. She stared at me in dissatisfaction, and her tone carried a hint of anger.

“If you’re that unhappy with it, then you can go look for a place on your own. That is if you can afford it.”

The place was more than enough for their daily needs, but my mom was still complaining endlessly. She never even considered how I felt, and like her, I was angry as well.

I already did my best to give them a good life, but they remained ungrateful and even complained about it. I am so done with them.

They might have raised me, but the way they treated me is too much. I have emotions, too. There is no way I can hold it in forever!

I didn’t want to argue with my mom, so I turned around to leave as soon as I finished saying my piece. Truth was, I had already done my best to keep the family together. If they insisted on behaving that way, then I had no choice. I’d be selfish from then on and take care of myself.

“Wait!”

My mom’s expression changed. She probably didn’t expect my temper to be that terrible that day. So, she called out to me in the end.

“What?”

my mom without wearing any

my mom while stretching her hand out towards me. It was obvious what

Money, again!

felt like my mom had nothing else to say to me, except to ask for

cash withdrawal machine—I didn’t have

it to my mom. My tone was chilly when I said, “I don’t have that much money on me. Here’s five hundred for

two thousand Natalie loaned me earlier, and I would have to starve

in her hand and frowned in dissatisfaction. “Your brother’s injury is serious.

would give her however much she asked. Yet, I was putting her on a budget at that moment, so naturally,

with me now. If you don’t

hard to suppress my anger. After saying my piece, I reached out to grab the money I just gave my

She might find the money lacking, but she was still quick to shove it into

knew I was still angry and that I would take

place to rest in the hospital, and the two of you must

the room that Steven was in before I turned around to say those words to my mom. After that, I

involved Steven. I had to fight back, or she

me for anything

head home yet. Recalling that

I reached her place, I saw a familiar car parked at

see him there that day, so I didn’t

we were a couple back in the days, and I

just leave. If I went forward, he would definitely see me, and it didn’t seem right to