All Chapters of To Love My Boss: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Marissa’s POV “Really?” Mr. Palma exclaimed. “If that is true, she is horrible in that case.” “I already had a bad feeling when I knew that she started dating the CEO. Gold diggers like her are already corrupting wealthy men. It is common nowadays,” Ms. Villanueva just had to add her opinion. “Oh, my goodness, I just had goosebumps,” Mr. Palma said. That’s it. They cannot just keep badmouthing me when I am here listening! I was about to push the door to confront the two of them, but I heard a smash on the marble table. Ms. Gonzaga was standing in front of them. The two looked at her in confusion because she was dropping her feet to get their attention. “Hey!” she called out to them. “You both do not know the whole story. Why are you already judging Ms. Dela Cruz just because she is dating the CEO? Maybe, Mr. Montero likes her because we all know how beautiful, intelligent, and talented Ms. Dela Cruz is. None of us would not even wonder that any man would be attracted to

Marissa’s POVThe meeting ended well with the businessmen and ladies in high positions shaking each other’s hands. I don’t even know what to say about the tension inside the conference room. I just knew that it was a hell of a stress.Some of the businessmen that Diego talked to congratulated me on the presentation, but I knew they were just impressing the Chief Executive Director. I kept looking at Zeana Tan who was talking with Chairman Karlos Montero.“Let’s eat in the restaurant after this,” he whispered to me after he briefly dismissed a businessman.“Okay,” I said. “I will book a restaurant.”“Please do,” he said and smiled at me.I nodded as he continued conversing with the high-falutin men and ladies in business. I walked out of the conference room as I crossed my arms to book his favorite restaurant and prepare our orders. After over three minutes of talking with a nice lady over the phone, I heaved a deep sigh and closed my eyes, refusing to go back into the conference room

Marissa’s POVI played with the food in front of me with a solemn face. Diego’s plate was making subtle sounds because of the movements of his cutleries. My sighs were not loud but emphatic. The dinner was silent, and everyone inside the restaurant was elegantly eating.“Are you okay?” Diego could not help himself anymore and asked because of how I was so down in front of him. “You seem thinking about a lot of things.”I smiled and looked at him. “Yes,” I answered. “I am sorry. I am just so tired right now…”He chewed his food and stared at me for a long. After that, he straightened up.“Are you still thinking about our meeting?” he asked.“No. It’s just that exhaustion can really dominate my body so easily,” I explained. “You should not mind me.”I watched how he placed his hand on my knuckle. “If you want to share something with me, I will always be willing to listen to you, okay?”“Thank you,” I said.For some reason, Ms. Villanueva’s confession went through my mind. That it was Ni

Marissa’s POVI stared at the photograph on my hand in discernment. The sun was already setting in front of me. It is dusk. I went outside from my grandmother’s hospital room to get fresh air and retrieve the photograph she had taken when I revealed it to her.Ever since I was a kid, she hated talking about my parents. She would only say that they are dead to us. They left me.I wonder why she resented them when in fact my mother died due to childbirth, while my father left us like a bubble popping. I don’t even know why, and I don’t remember them anymore… if there were possible times when we interacted. I sighed and stood up, planning to go back to my grandmother’s hospital room. With my shoulders down and a deep sigh, I made my way to the glass doors of the garden where I had been. As I was thinking about a lot of things, I suddenly saw Diego with Madame Margarita beside her passing by through the hallway.Madame Margarita was wearing a hospital gown with a dextrose attached to h

Marissa’s POVJust by the mention of Brylle’s name, I had to face her and slap her in the face. I heard Ms. Gonzaga gasp because of what I did. Nica ticked her jaw and held the cheek I just slapped. She glared at me. “Stop talking to me as if we are okay!” I whispered loudly. “We were not okay the moment you stabbed me in the back. And what did you say? Brylle wants to talk to me. After what the both of you has done to me?” “That is why I want to “But I cut her off again. “And would you also deny that you scattered rumors about me just because I married my boss? Did you enjoy the fact that the employees where I work are talking behind my back? Have you always been threatened by me?!”“Yes!” Nica inhaled sharply and widened her eyes hugely because of the frustration that was pent up within her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath tremblingly. When she opened them again, there were already tears pooling at its sides. “I hated the fact that the man I love was in love with my