Love from My Dominant Boss novel Chapter 374

I wanted to sit up and straighten out my clothes. Just then, Michael removed his coat and placed it over me. He then gently coaxed me to recline and rest.

After that, he got into the driver's seat and drove us home, leaving the chauffeur behind.

Confused, I asked, “Michael, what about the chauffeur?”

The chauffeur had been waiting for half a day. Michael didn't forget about him, right?

“He'll be fine. He can get himself home,” Michael replied curtly. He continued driving steadily, seemingly unconcerned over ditching the chauffeur.

I sighed in resignation as I stared at his profile.

“Still, that can't be nice of us; he waited for half a day.”

Unlike Michael, I was a softie through and through, and I was uncomfortable about leaving the chauffeur behind to fend for himself.

Michael's tone left no room for argument as he gritted out, “How can I let someone else in the car with my wife looking like this?”

He stared at me briefly, and I read the determination in his gaze.

I returned his gaze wordlessly, only realizing that Michael's possessiveness had fueled his earlier decision to leave the chauffeur behind.

I swear, his jealousy borders on irrationality.

Still, I could not help but find his behavior endearing. I was pleasantly surprised to have underestimated his concern for me.

Once we got back to the mansion, Michael carried me all the way into the house.

After our last argument, Michael showered me with more love than before. He was sweet, considerate, and the picture of an absolute gentleman. I counted my lucky stars to consider him my partner.

As time passed, my belly swelled, increasing my anticipation for the birth of our child.

Josephine still disliked me, but for the sake of my unborn child, she seemed to have called a ceasefire of sorts.

Alas, the peaceful days were too good to last.

My mom called as I was eating breakfast alone in the mansion one day.

Our recent phone conversations revolved around Steven's blossoming relationship and some trivial household updates. Thus, I answered her call with little thought to the presence of any ulterior motives.

I greeted her, “Mom, why are you calling so early today? Have you had your breakfast?”

“I have, I have,” came my mom's reply.