After marrying my boss (Anna) novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508 Putting On An Act

“I am still your mother,” she murmured as she wiped her bloodshot eyes, putting on a brave smile. “We will never be just strangers. It’s okay if you need some time to think about it. I will be patiently waiting for the day you decide to forgive me.”

“I have work to do,” I said curtly. “Please leave now.”

Unable to bear giving in to the impulse of hurting her again, I dismissed her before turning away.

I hated how I always felt conflicted every time I saw Alicia. I would much rather not see her at all than have to deal with those feelings.

When I arrived at my office on the eighth floor, I could still see her from my window.

I watched her until she got into her car and drove off after standing still for a very long time. I felt that my words had finally done the trick.

The fact that I could feel the sincerity and love with which she sought my forgiveness made the guilt in my stomach bubble all the more ferociously. Perhaps she truly felt remorse for abandoning me. The moment at which I would find myself ready to forgive her remained a mystery even to myself.

When I sat before my cluttered desk in a valiant attempt to shift my focus onto work, I realized that I had, for personal reasons, fallen very far behind. Though the boss did not say anything, I was aware that I had overstepped the line as a manager by setting a poor example.

Just when I was beginning to gather my focus for work, my door was suddenly thrown open with a bang. Janette stormed in, followed by my secretary who was looking thoroughly nervous.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Garcia. I tried my best to stop her but she insisted on having a word with you.”

The girl glanced at me sheepishly as she announced the intruder’s arrival, fearing that I might lose my temper with her for her failure at doing her job.

After a glance at Janette, my attention shifted to the timid figure behind her. “I’ll take it from here. You may leave.”

The secretary heaved a sigh of relief before scurrying out and shutting the door behind her.

“Ms. Campbell, don’t you find it rude to barge into my office?” I said, employing the same stiff tone with which I addressed her mother earlier that day. “This isn’t the first time you have done that. Unlike you, I have work to do. If you don’t mind, kindly get the hell out of my office.”

Janette glared at me with unbridled hostility. Vividly recollecting the aftermath of our previous encounter, I already knew what to expect.

“Do you think I want to be here?” Janette responded arrogantly. “I think you’re aware that I despise you.”

“If the sight of me sickens you so much, why have you come to my office?” I answered, with a grim attempt at humoring her.

I did not feel the need to take her too seriously as she was much younger than me.

“I wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for my mother! I don’t understand what she sees in you to want to reconcile with you this badly.”

Janette’s eyes blazed with jealousy as she revealed the intention of her visit.

I frowned at her words, almost forgetting that she was my half-sister by a different man.