After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 303

Chapter 303

Michael, however, had no clue about my worries. After informing me of his plan, he hung up the phone.Dread grew in my heart.

I then picked up the phone and dialed my mother's number. After a few rings, the call got disconnected,and it made me frown. I tried again, but it didn't work. At that instant, as I wasn't sure what my mother'sintentions were at the moment, I was getting worried.

Noon arrived, and Michael picked me up on time. On the other hand, I had put on the flower print dresssent by Michael's secretary. Though it was simple, it was a designer dress.

I was agitated when I got into Michael's car. Since morning, I'd been trying to call my mother, but therewas no answer. I really couldn't wrap my head around her plan.

Soon after, we arrived at a five-star hotel owned by Michael. When we first met, Michael had evendeliberately booked a room there to make love with me.

“Your parents should have arrived. I have ordered the manager to take them to a private room. Youdon't have to worry about anything,” Michael reassured me in a flat tone and grabbed my hand as henoticed my anxiousness.

I nodded and returned his gaze as I knew he was trying to comfort me. In any case, I wasn't worriedabout Michael not doing a good job of welcoming my parents. Instead, I was scared that my parentswould ask for outrageously greedy conditions.

Michael and I arrived at the luxurious private room on the thirty-third floor. When we got into the room, Isaw both of my parents there acting like rubes.

They were walking around the room, admiring the surroundings and complimenting the quality.

Though my parents were indeed from the countryside, and I had no intention to hide that from Michaelor pretend to be someone sophisticated, I was irritated to see the way they acted.

As my parents' full attention was on the room, they didn't notice us entering. Hence, I called out to themwith a frown of irritation. “Dad, Mom.”

The two regained their senses after hearing my voice. When they saw Michael and me, smilesimmediately filled their faces.

“You're here!”

My mother, Maria, was the first who walked toward me, but her gaze was on Michael. After a quickstudy, her smile grew wider. It was clear as day that she was satisfied with Michael.

After all, Michael was a near-perfect and impeccable man. I couldn't replace any flaw in him. It would bemore likely for Michael to replace me unsatisfactory rather than the other way around.

“Mr. and Mrs. Garcia, please have a seat. Do forgive me if the welcoming service is unsatisfactory. Mymother will be arriving soon,” Michael greeted them with a faint smile.

Michael knew my parents well, but he was also aware that I craved for my parents' love. As such, hetreated my parents as courteous as he could.

After sitting down, my parents' gazes continued to be glued to the private room's surroundings. Theywere amazed by it. This was merely a private room. Yet, its size was as big as a house.

Seeing how excited my mother was, my heart sank further. “Mom, I called you today. Why didn't youpick up?”

I got angry when I thought of the unanswered phone calls. I was sure that she deliberately declined mycalls.

“What call? Did you call me? I have no idea that you did.”

Upon hearing my question, she pretended to be shocked and confused.

Though I admire her acting skills, she was my mother, and I knew her well enough to spot her lying.

“Are you sure? Why don't you take your phone out to have a look? You can see that I have called youmultiple times in the morning, and you rejected every call,” I called her out on it angrily without savingher face.

I didn't think of protecting her dignity in front of Michael since I was unsure of her intention.

Her expression darkened after being exposed. Her gaze became unfriendly as well. However, sheremained silent about it as Michael was at the scene.

“I've used the same phone for years, and it has some problems from time to time. If you had called meand I saw it, I would have picked it up. Isn't that right, Michael?” She then shifted her attention toMichael.

“You're right, Mrs. Garcia. I'll have someone send you a new phone tomorrow.” Michael spoke flatlyafter taking a glance at me. Since Michael was there to talk about our wedding with my parents, he hadto take care of my mother's feelings.

My mother smiled with satisfaction after hearing Michael's answer. She then turned to me andcommented displeasingly, “Anna, take a page out of Michael's book. He's a better child than you.”

Her words angered me, but I had to drop the topic. It was just that I was still mad.

Twenty minutes passed, Josephine still hadn't turned up, and my parents became impatient. Logically,the man's parents would be the first to arrive at the scene on such occasions, but things were the otherway around that day.

“Michael, is your mother not coming? We've been waiting for quite a while. Isn't it rude that your motherhasn't arrived?”

My mother's face darkened after glancing at the door and failing to see Josephine.

“I've called her. The traffic is rather heavy at the moment. But I assure you that she will be arrivingsoon.”

Michael was aware that his mother was late to the meeting on purpose, but he was good at hiding it.

As the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward, the door opened. The graceful Josephinethen appeared in front of our eyes.

It was apparent that Josephine had gone through the trouble of dressing up. The number of jewels onher was rather jaw-dropping. After all, she was a wealthy wife, and she could afford the highest qualityjewelry.

Mom's gaze was fixed on Josephine as soon as she entered the room. She was fixated on the jewelry.

“You're here, Mom! Mr. and Mrs. Garcia have been waiting for a long time for you.”

Michael walked up to his mother and seated her like a gentleman. When Josephine arrived, I sawMichael let out a sigh of relief.

“It's fine. Your son told us that you were stuck in traffic.”

My mother's anger instantly dissipated after seeing the jewelry, and she tried to ease the atmosphere.

“Traffic? What traffic?”

However, Josephine wasn't planning to play nice. She pretended to be confused with my mother'swords.