After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 307

Chapter 307

Two hundred thousand was the most I could tolerate. Even though Michael was not short of money andwould give more money if my mother let him take the initiative to propose the amount, I was adamantnot to compromise because of my parents' attitude. My pricelessness to Michael was irrelevant at thatpoint as well.

“Two hundred thousand? That's ridiculous! How can you dismiss your father and me with that amountof money when we have raised you for so many years? You're such an ungrateful wretch!” My motherlooked at me with rage as she spoke. If I were not pregnant, she would have hit me already.

Ungrateful wretch? Again? Despite not showing my genuine feeling outwardly, my heart could not helpbut feel sorrowful whenever my mother used that term to call me.

In her eyes, I was nothing but an ungrateful and heartless wretch. However, it was dumbfounding thatthey had overlooked my sacrifices for the family throughout the years.

“I don't care what you say about me. My decision is final. Whether you want that betrothal gift of twohundred thousand doesn't bother me as I will not compromise this time regardless. If worse comes toworst, I'll stop myself from returning to this house ever again! No big deal!” Since my mother would notyield to a meek approach, I had to demonstrate my dominance over her to keep her in check in suchcircumstances.

“You've gone too far for saying such things to Mom, Anna. Are you going to break ties with us becauseyou're about to marry into a wealthy family? Do you think we're an embarrassment to you? You must beafraid that we'll ask for money from you in the future.” Steven limped toward me at that moment, staringat me smugly. The mature aura he emanated during my last visit was no more.

“You can think whatever you want about me!” I had long been accustomed to the scene where each ofmy family members singled me out. Hence, I glared back at Steven without hesitance while utteringthose words before leaving.

Given that I had made my stance clear to them, there was no point in remaining there any longer.

Yes, they were my closest family, but they were also the people who hurt me ad nauseam. No ordinaryperson would treat what I had experienced like it was nothing. For that reason, there was a strongdesire in me to never return to that house forever.

Soon after leaving my parents' house, tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably once again.

Every time such a problem occurred, I felt like I was about to go insane like a madman.

As I walked along the streets with tears flowing down my eyes, the pedestrians passing by me couldnot help but cast their glances toward me. Nevertheless, I did not mind that at all. Why should I careabout their gazes when I can't even deal with my family?

A while later, my phone rang. The ringtone sounded for quite some time before I returned to mysenses.

As soon as I realized the caller was Michael, I wiped away my tears promptly and cleared my throatbefore answering the call.

“Michael...” I had more to say initially, but I felt like I was about to burst into tears and could not finishmy sentence.

“Where are you? Why aren't you at home?” I was not sure whether Michael had noticed the oddity inmy voice, for his tone had become more anxious.

“I dropped by my mom's place just now. I left the place not too long ago.” Sniffing my nose, I tried tokeep my voice tranquil as best as I could since I did not want Michael to worry about me again.

“Remain at your current spot. I'll be there right away,” Michael commanded me without delay afterhearing my answer. I knew he was still worried about me.

Although there was an element of vexation in his tone, I could feel his utmost concern toward me. Amixture of warmth and melancholy was brewing in my heart at the moment.

After ending the call, I remained at my current location in obedience as I knew Michael was coming forme very soon.

He was most probably the only person in the world who loved me with all his heart, soul, and strength.Sure enough, he was my everything at present.

Around ten minutes later, Michael's car came into sight. He appeared before me as soon as he stoppedthe car.

His countenance was a little grim, but I could discern the worry he had for me through his eyes aftertaking a closer look.

“Didn't I tell you to stay at home and wait for my return? Why didn't you listen?” Michael glowered at meafter scrutinizing my entire body. His tone while speaking was a combination of anger and concern.

He must have known that I was in a terrible mood as he was the person who understood me the most.In addition to that, he would also perceive that I returned for something unpleasant since it was aboutmy family.

“I'm fine. Nothing happened.” I threw Michael a faint smile before pretending to speak in a carefreemanner.

I had no idea how fake my smile was as Michael stared into my eyes intently for quite some time. Then,he scooped me up from the ground and shoved me into the front passenger seat.

In response to his action, I did not resist and sat in the car quietly. The only thing I wanted at thatmoment was to be by Michael's side.

Not sure if it was intentional, but Michael was driving pretty slowly. Due to his silence ever since we gotinto the car, I wondered if he was indeed upset.

“About the betrothal gift—”

“About the betrothal gift—” Coincidentally, Michael and I uttered in unison about the same thing when Iwas about to tell him concerning the betrothal gift issue.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward as we stopped talking after hearing both partiesmentioning the same topic.

“After you.” I smiled at Michael, wanting him to speak first. Verily, I intended to know his point of viewregarding my parents' request.

“I'll send two million to your family tomorrow,” Michael said those words casually while looking ahead asthough that amount of money was picayune.

He always had an unyielding personality, but he chose to give in for the very first time for my sake. Twomillion was perhaps nothing to him.

“Two million is too much. I've already told my family that two hundred thousand is the maximum,” Iresponded to Michael while gazing at his gorgeous side profile.

Albeit acknowledging that he could probably earn more than two million in a single day, I did not wantmy parents to take advantage of his wealth.

“What? Do you think you're only worth two hundred thousand? If your parents ask for twenty millioninstead of two million, I will still agree to it.” Michael decelerated the car and gazed at me withearnestness.

Those touching words caused my heart to palpitate irresistibly again as I looked at Michael withappreciation. For him, I was invaluable in his heart. He was the only person who thought of me in thatway too.