My Fiance Is The Boss Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Doesn't Madam feel guilty that Boss is the way he is because of you?" Serena's footsteps paused, her gaze warm, "I don't take the fall for people for things I haven't done." "Madam is really funny, Boss drank the porridge you gave him to become like this, can't it be that he poisoned himself?Madam, to tell you the truth, I like Boss very much, I've been in charge of his body all these years, I'll never allow anyone to harm him, not even a little bit, I originally thought Madam that you would be good to him, would become his wife, his right hand man, but I didn't think that you would stab him in the back three times, in that case, fair play, I'll make Boss turn his attention to me."

he asked to my boss, keeping his gaze on me. “She is Angela Lee. She is my girlfriend. We are getting married next month,” my boss said. He fell silent, with a surprised face, before his laughter broke out. “Are you serious? You- you're getting married next month?” he asked, as if he could not believe what he just heard. My boss gave him a smile and said, “Hmm.” The man laughed again, then he looked into my eyes. “Angela, you are the luckiest girl. Every girl really wants to be his wife and only you can win his heart,” he said.

“Yes! Just because he's your fiancée doesn't mean he'll stop being my boss.” “Yeah, you're right about that one.” “What's the name of the file? Let me help you check for it.” I asked, shifting my chair closer to hers. “Zen's tech.” I pulled her keyboard closer while my other hand rested on her mouse as I tried to help her search for the file. I was just a few minutes into helping her when we felt someone enter our work area. I raised my eyes to meet Enzo's, and since I've known him, I've never seen an expression like that on his face. He wasn't smiling.

“Hello? I know my dress is a bit… indecent, but you can at least look at my face.” He shakes his head firmly… still refusing to look at me. “No, ma’am.” Okay, now I know there’s something definitely wrong somewhere. I frown. “Why? I’m not your boss. You don’t have to look down.” “You’re the boss’ fiancée and by extension, our boss, too. We’re bound to show you the exact same level of respect we show our boss.” I blink in shock. “Oh… wow. I didn’t know that.”

He wore a thin smile. Whatever I was really happy. “Thank you.” I mouthed. I was just an intern, but for a company as big as Mayfield, I didn’t care. I just had to prove myself. I’m starting next week, and I can’t wait. “My lawyer will be coming this afternoon for the contract. We’d go shopping later.” “Shopping? Why?” “We have a family dinner on Sunday. I’d introduce you as my fiancee.” “A family dinner. So everyone will be there? I’m really nervous.” I wasn’t lying, what if they saw through us.

I cut her off, not bothering to hide my hostility. She put on a sad, hurt expression. She even dared to take my hand, the one with the engagement ring that was supposed to be mine. I knew several coworkers had noticed the tension between us. They pretended not to watch us. “To smooth things over between us. I’m sorry about my mother’s reaction to your fiance,” Amanda raised her voice at the end, as if wanting to be overheard. “Could you lower your voice? I want to keep things discreet.” “Why do you want to be discreet? Why would the boss’s fiancee need discretion?” she said with a wicked smile, making sure to emphasize “boss’s fiancee.” I could hear the murmurs around us. I pulled my hand aw

I said simply. They both burst into laughter. “Moving out to where?” Anita mocked. “Did you suddenly become rich?” I held her gaze. “Yes.” That wiped the smiles off their faces. “What are you talking about?” my stepmother demanded. I didn’t owe them explanations. But I wanted to say it. Not for them. For me. “I’m getting married tomorrow.” Silence. Heavy. Shocking. Anita blinked rapidly. “Married? To who? Which man?” “My boss.”

“Both of them?” “Yeah.” I tried to laugh, but it didn’t sound real. “My fiancé and my father. Nice family moment, right?” Connor’s face changed. He looked protective. He reached over and squeezed my knee. “You walked out? Told them off?” “I did,” I said, lifting my chin. “I wired Marcus back every dollar he spent on me. Half a million. Then I took off the Luna ring and told Tyler he could be with his new soulmate.”