After Marrying My Boss

“Mom, I'm feeling fine. You must be tired after preparing all these dishes for me lately. You're still unwell, so you should get more
rest.”
Looking at Josephine, my eyes teared up. All of a sudden, it dawned on me that Josephine's love was more than enough for me.
There was no need for me to try to gain any love or concern from my biological mother or my adoptive parents.
I leaned forward to give Josephine a hug, and my tears were threatening to fall.
All of one's defenses would fall during one's most vulnerable times when another person showed that they cared. At that
moment, I could no longer pretend.
“Mom, thank you.”
When I said that, my voice cracked.
“Silly girl. I know I didn't treat you so well in the past. Now that I know that you are a kind-hearted person, it's only natural that I
will treat you better,” said Josephine softly as she patted my shoulders.
“Mom, thank you for being so nice to me now.”
Josephine patted lightly on my shoulders as she comforted me, “I know you have been stressed about Alicia lately. I understand,
but you have to take care of your health. Don't forget that there are many people who care about you. As for your biological
mother, just do as you wish. We will support you no matter what you decide!”
I was even more touched by what she said. The Shaw family had business dealings with Alicia. If I acknowledged Alicia as my
mom, it would benefit the Shaw family. However, Josephine did not ask me to do so. I could feel that she had my best interests
at heart.
“Mom, thank you for putting up with me. I know that everyone has been tiptoeing around me because of my foul mood.”
In recent times, everyone at home would try to be as quiet as possible whenever I was back. I knew they did not want to add to

my frustration.
“Mom, I'm feeling fine. You must be tired after preparing all these dishes for me lately. You're still unwell, so you should get more
rest.”
“Mom, I'm faaling fina. You must ba tirad aftar praparing all thasa dishas for ma lataly. You'ra still unwall, so you should gat mora
rast.”
Looking at Josaphina, my ayas taarad up. All of a suddan, it dawnad on ma that Josaphina's lova was mora than anough for ma.
Thara was no naad for ma to try to gain any lova or concarn from my biological mothar or my adoptiva parants.
I laanad forward to giva Josaphina a hug, and my taars wara thraataning to fall.
All of ona's dafansas would fall during ona's most vulnarabla timas whan anothar parson showad that thay carad. At that
momant, I could no longar pratand.
“Mom, thank you.”
Whan I said that, my voica crackad.
“Silly girl. I know I didn't traat you so wall in tha past. Now that I know that you ara a kind-haartad parson, it's only natural that I
will traat you battar,” said Josaphina softly as sha pattad my shouldars.
“Mom, thank you for baing so nica to ma now.”
Josaphina pattad lightly on my shouldars as sha comfortad ma, “I know you hava baan strassad about Alicia lataly. I undarstand,
but you hava to taka cara of your haalth. Don't forgat that thara ara many paopla who cara about you. As for your biological
mothar, just do as you wish. Wa will support you no mattar what you dacida!”
I was avan mora touchad by what sha said. Tha Shaw family had businass daalings with Alicia. If I acknowladgad Alicia as my
mom, it would banafit tha Shaw family. Howavar, Josaphina did not ask ma to do so. I could faal that sha had my bast intarasts
at haart.

“Mom, thank you for putting up with ma. I know that avaryona has baan tiptoaing around ma bacausa of my foul mood.”
In racant timas, avaryona at homa would try to ba as quiat as possibla whanavar I was back. I knaw thay did not want to add to
my frustration.
Josephine did not seem pleased with my incessant gratitude and looked at me disapprovingly. “That's enough. Stop thanking
me. We're a family. You don't have to thank me nonstop. All right?”
I smiled at her and kept quiet. I then took the bowl of soup and finished it in one go.
After dinner, I went to have my shower and prepared to go to bed. Just then, Michael came into the bedroom too.
After dinner, he had gone into the study to finish up some of his work. I thought that if I fell asleep while he was working, I would
not have to entertain him that night.
The moment he walked in, I knew my plan had gone bust. I did not expect him to come in the instant I lay down in bed.
“Oh... I thought you have to work way past ten for these few nights?” I asked softly when I saw Michael start to undress.
“I'm not done yet. There are still a few documents that I have yet to look through,” answered Michael casually.
“It's still early. Why didn't you finish your work?”
I reckoned that I would be fast asleep by the time he was done with the rest of his work.
“Didn't you tell me earlier on to take it easy for the night? How can I miss such an opportunity? What if you fall asleep when I'm
done with my work?”
Michael removed his pants and was only clad in his underwear. I blushed when I saw the distinct bulge between his legs. Too
embarrassed to meet his eyes, I turned away.
“Then, you better go and have your shower,” I reminded him softly.

I was worried that he might pounce on me right now.
“Sure. I'll have my shower now. Stay where you are and wait for me.”
A suggestive smile appeared on Michael's face. He glanced at me before walking into the bathroom. Soon, I could hear the
sound of running water.
I heaved a long sigh of relief. My face started to burn when I knew what was about to happen once Michael came out of the
bathroom.
I was lost in my thoughts when the bathroom door opened abruptly. I got a fright. Then I saw Michael walking out butt naked.
It had only been five minutes since he went in. Can't he even wait till he has his shower?
I gulped.
Michael walked up to me and threw the blanket open. All I had on was a loose-fitting nightgown and nothing underneath.
“Michael, what are you doing?”
This aggressive move of Michael was annoying me. I much preferred his usual gentle ways. Perhaps, he wants to try something
different tonight?
But, I don't like this aggressive style at all!
Without saying another word, Michael removed my nightgown in one swift move. In an instant, I became just as naked as he
was.
“We have done it so often in bed that it's becoming boring. Let's do it in the bathroom tonight!”
As Michael was talking, he carried me up and walked toward the bathroom. I was still stunned.

By the time I regained my senses, he had already locked the bathroom door.
“Michael! What are you doing? I have already had my shower!”
That night, Michael was less gentle than usual. He was rough, and I panicked. I struggled to get down and wanted to leave the
bathroom.
It felt so awkward to have sex in the bathroom. Only this man could think of something like that!
Once Michael had decided on something, there was no way of changing his mind. Before I could reach the door, he pulled me
back into his arms.