Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 292 A Lucrative Marriage

Mom’s caring demeanor was everything I had ever imagined. Now that she was finally showing affection for me, the situation somehow felt too good to be true. What’s wrong with me? I can’t help but think that something’s about to go wrong when she’s nice to me.

“Mom, you’re overthinking. So many things have been happening lately and I’ve simply been too busy to find the time to visit you.”

My words belied the resentment I felt toward my mom. I could not, however, bring myself to voice my resentment when faced with her sensitive question.

“Anna, I know how you’re feeling. It was entirely my fault last time. I’m sorry I didn’t stop to consider your feelings.” She even kept her head lowered for good measure, looking like she was deeply regretful over her actions.

I looked at Mom in shock. She never used to apologize, even if she was at fault. What the heck is going on? Have I entered some alternate universe where my mom actually isn’t a selfish person? I can’t believe she’s saying “sorry” to me right now!

I did not know what to think of my mom’s sudden change in behavior, though her apology went a long way in dispelling the grudge I felt toward her.

“Mom, it’s all in the past now. We don’t have to bring it up again.”

My statement was not a decision to forgive and forget each of my mom’s past transgressions. I merely did not want to be reminded of how badly she had hurt me in the past.

“All right, I won’t bring it up in the future,” Mom said in response.

Just then, Steven approached us with a cup of freshly-brewed tea in hand.

tea.” He looked at me

noticed that he had limped into the living room. It was, however, a good sign that he was longer in a wheelchair or crutches. He should

well,” I remarked as my gaze

well. Besides, I’m still young. With proper rest and rehabilitation, my

seemed enraged by my presence like before. In fact, he seemed to have matured

recovered, you can focus on looking for a job.

was worried that he would go back to the gambling dens again once

I’ll look for a job soon. Don’t worry, Anna,” he

have argued with me in the past instead of obediently accepting my advice; I would not have put it past him to blame me for his broken legs as well. His behavior today,

up and shifted the conversation topic to my impending wedding. An inexplicable feeling flashed through my

to do with Michael in front of my mom, precisely because she viewed

gold-digger. If my mom chimed in with unreasonable requests, it would only serve to

our wedding but we’re down to the

my parents. I had to tell them eventually.

from the beginning that you had feelings for Michael. I’m so happy that you’re finally marrying each other. His family background is impeccable. We must’ve struck the lottery to have a daughter marrying into such a wealthy

of my wedding. She must be imagining how wonderful her future

excitement dampened my mood. Her invitation today could not possibly be for

we love each other. It has nothing to