All Chapters of In love with my boss: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Rosa’s POVThe tears poured freely as the attendant told me how my father’s body had been left in the hospital morgue for days because Emilia claimed she had no money for a proper burial.“It was the hospital that finally secured a grave site for him,” he said softly. “Together with the farmers that once worked in the ranch.”That single statement shattered something in me.It meant my father had been treated like a stranger. Like a man with no family…like his life in this town had amounted to nothing.I wanted to scream, to curse, and to tear the sky apart with my rage. But the grief clogged in my throat, and all that came out were more tears. I shoved the car door open and stumbled out.There was nothing.No headstone. No plaque…and no name carved into stone to say Johan Castillo lived here. It was just a heap of earth…like someone buried a dog.Six feet of soil and thick weeds, growing like they didn’t know whose body lay beneath them. There was no flower.A broken sound tore out

Rosa’s POV“I’m Cat,” the lady was saying, a smirk dancing on her lips, when Alex rushed to my side. He didn’t say a word. He simply pulled me away, his grip firm, and led me back to our room. Once the door closed, he squeezed my hand tightly, like he was scared I might slip through his fingers. “How are you, Rose?” he asked. His eyes searched my face, as if he was trying to read the truth I hadn’t yet decided to speak.“Who is she?” I demanded. “The woman you were with.”“Catarina? She’s your cousin.”“No,” I said, sitting down hard on the bed. I knew all my cousins. Anger churned in my chest. I had been gone for just a couple of hours, and somehow a cousin had found her way onto his lap. “It’s not what you think,” he added quickly. “I was looking for your old room—”“I don’t want to hear it, Alex!” I snapped, the words tearing out of me before I could stop it. “If you want to fuck every girl in a skirt or shirt in this town, go ahead. Just don’t make a fool of me while doing it.”

Rosa’s POVI couldn’t stop thinking about what Alex had told me. My mind was racing so wildly that sitting still felt impossible. Earlier, while I was asleep, he had gone to the hospital where my grandfather had been rushed when he was discovered dead. He had requested his file.“Your grandfather didn’t die because he skipped his pills that morning,” Alex had said. “He had taken some pills that morning and he had been taking them consistently…only they weren’t the original drugs he was supposed to be taking. And he had been taking it for a long time.”“Wh—what does that mean?” I had asked, my eyes widening with surprise. “Someone was poisoning him?”“Yes, Rose. Someone in this ranch,” he replied, his jaw tightening. “I’ll be hiring a private investigator to uncover the truth.” He had taken my hand, steadying me. The news of my father being poisoned was new. “You need to be careful,he said softly, his palm sliding to my stomach. “You…and our baby. I need you to trust me to handle t

Rosa’s POVI watched as another piece of my past was erased. The store room had held more than records, it held memories of my father and me. It was where I learned about currency exchange, and about balancing sheets and keeping accounts. My father used to sit me down there, his voice calm and patient, as he explained why numbers mattered.“Because the ranch will expand beyond this town someday,” he’d said, “and it’ll be under your care.”Now that promise burned with the building.My chest ached as flames licked greedily at the structure. Father had always believed in me that I would take over the ranch. But I had left. And in my absence, everything was falling apart. The fire department arrived too late. Water hit the flames, hissing uselessly, but nothing could be saved. When the smoke finally thinned, all that remained was a charred shell and a hollow ache in my heart. I retreated to my grandfather’s room and curled up on the bed, hugging a pillow as tears soaked through it. I did

Patra’s POV“Fucking bitches!”I dropped into the chair, letting my full weight sink into it as frustration burned through me. I wish I could drop my frustrations there—stand up and feel unburdened.Charles had just wheeled a giant bouquet of flowers into the office. For Rosa.For Miss-goody-two-shoes Rosa.And me?I was only remembered when he didn’t find her sitting in the office like the obedient lovely wife he imagined she still was. Now he was talking about a real marriage certificate.And Rosa was getting laid down more frequently than a mattress in a cheap brothel that she didn’t care to have a conversation with. And I was the stupid one calling her in the middle of an orgasm after she butt-picked my fucking call!I scoffed loudly, the sound bitter even to my own ears. Charles had deceived all of us. He had been in love with Rosa all along. Nancy was gone now, and I thought it was finally time for me to become Taylor Baker. That dream had died the moment Charles said the wor