All Chapters of Learning To Love Again With My Boss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Amber’s pov My heart starts racing once again. When something is done at a specific time and in a certain pattern, the human body becomes accustomed to it. Each time I dress up before leaving the house in the morning quickens my heartbeat. When will this end? The truth is, my husband is unhappy. From the bedroom where I'm getting ready, I can hear the running water in the kitchen sink and the clatter of dishes as my husband angrily washes them. In my upbringing, it was my father who woke up every day, dressed quickly, and rushed out of the house for work, leaving my mother behind. He was the one I knew as the primary provider for our family. However, since my husband's company was taken over by one of the wealthiest men in the country due to a significant debt, my husband stays at home and takes care of all the household chores. Despite my efforts, he refuses to join me in my small pharmaceutical company, which I inherited from my parents, or seek employment elsewhere. Every time

Author’s pov "Take care of your grandma! Take care of grandma!" These words reverberated in Amber's mind as she hurriedly got into her car and left her grandmother's compound. Just before her mother passed away, she tightly held Amber's hands and repeated those words until she grew weak and died. And Amber took those words to heart. "How could I tell her that I leased the pharmaceutical company because of my husband?" she pondered as she gripped the steering wheel and drove as fast as she could. Amber was certain that her husband would transfer the money to her. Midway to Dave's office, with the image of her grandmother enduring pain vividly etched in her mind, she picked up her phone and called her. "Grandma, if there's any way for you to get to the hospital, please do so. I'll come straight to the hospital. Your pain needs attention," she pleaded. Caring for her grandmother had become a way for Amber to show affection for both her late parents, providing her with a psycholo

Author's pov It was evening, and Gwen was dancing to her favorite YouTube channel. She had set up her phone on a tripod, wearing a sheer net gown. Lost in the music, sweat trickled down her face. Suddenly, she heard the sound of Dave's car approaching. Swiftly, she adjusted herself, taking her phone off the tripod and placing it against the wall. She hurriedly sat on the couch, transforming her cheerful expression into one of sadness "Why do you look so sad?" Dave asked as he closed the living room door. He tossed his suitcase onto the nearest couch and walked briskly towards her. With a concerned look on his face, he stood in front of her. "What's wrong? You didn't mention anything when we spoke earlier today. I don't like seeing you like this. Tell me, honey," he urged. "You know what I want," she replied. "Why would I know what you want if you don't tell me?" he questioned. "You make promises you can't keep," she turned her face away, causing Dave to lean in slightly to

Amber’s pov My eyes filled with shock as I laid eyes on the man I had mentally and emotionally prepared myself for, only to face rejection. In an instant, my world crumbled, reminiscent of the way it had shattered when Dave betrayed me despite all I had done for him. Should I try to understand Adrian's perspective in this situation, or should I place the blame on his father for putting me in this embarrassing position? I stood there, observing as Adrian expressed his anger, and my only option seemed to be to disappear into the ground. "Your dad intended it to be a surprise for you, Sir," James explained, his voice filled with apprehension and his fingers slightly moved without control. Adrian's voice rose as he confronted the butler, "James, why would you be involved in such a scheme?" The entire house fell into silence. I remained motionless, the glass of wine still in my hand, feeling like a statue. This wasn't what I had expected. I had imagined him walking towards me, embra

Author’s pov "What are you waiting for, James? Won't you take her away from my presence?" Adrian's words left James feeling uncertain. Does he want me to let her leave the house or take her to her room? James was confused. Previously, his boss had warned Amber that she would regret her actions. All of these made James not know what to do. "What are you waiting for? Isn't there enough room in this house for her to stay the night?" Adrian reiterated, and it was in that moment that James better understood his boss. He turned to Amber and said, "Please, let's go inside."Adrian glanced around the table and realized he had left his phone behind. He had intended to call his father. He began eating his food, but sensing dissatisfaction with the situation, he got up and headed to his room. Once he found his phone, he paced around the room while dialing his father's number. "Dad, why would you do something like that behind my back? I know you must have done something to make the wo