Help! My Boyfriend has Become My Boss!

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Ian Abbott and I broke up last month.

The reason was he loved work more than me so we spent little time together.

Sometimes we might not have a chat for ten days or half a month. He needed his job, not me.

I was so angry that my eyes were swollen from crying, so I called my best friend to vent, "I will curse him at home!"

"Bella Conner, get money to settle the gas fee for the young man!"

What?

Before my mom even entered the house, her loud voice brought my grief to an abrupt end.

Postage?

Express delivery?

I wiped away my tears roughly, hung up the phone, and ran out to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I was dumbfounded!

Damn it.

My ex-boyfriend helped my mom to stand in the doorway!!!

We hadn't met each other's parents yet, and they didn't know each other.

Both of my eyes widened, and I asked in the most serious in 25 years, "Mom, give him toilet paper?"

My mom was busy admiring the handsome guy and didn't hear me at all.

But from the moment I opened the door, the man standing next to her stared straight at me without any restraint.

He took a step towards me, handsome and imposing, "Toilet paper?"

I was so embarrassed.

I just wanted to tease him.

He was really handsome.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

You came to my house yourself. I didn't go for you.

I compressed my lips and looked into his eyes. It seemed like the same desire was burning in his deep ink-like eyes, making me restless. I wanted to immediately act coquettish and throw myself into his arms in the next second, begging for reconciliation.

Just as my hand reached out, I saw him slightly turn his body and turn up the corners of his lips as he coolly asked my mom, "Auntie, can I use your restroom?"

I was completely dumbfounded.

"Excuse me."

Then, he walked past me without even glancing at me.

Damn!

I was just being delusional.

My heart suddenly turned cold halfway.

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I sat on the sofa, feeling unhappy.

My mom also signed and sat down next to me, giving a comment, "He is handsome and kind. When he saw me fall off my bike on the road, he kindly sent me back."

Then she patted her thigh with regret, "What a pity. I wanted to introduce him to you, but he said he already has a girlfriend. I wonder who the girlfriend of such a handsome young man could be."

Could that be me?

My eyes lit up and I emphasized, "Did he say he has a girlfriend?"

As a responsible worker, my ex-boyfriend only cared about work and had no interest in other women, except for me.

He had a girlfriend.

He must have subconsciously assumed we hadn't broken up. I felt like I was back in the game.

As soon as Ian came out, I immediately stood on the bench and cornered him at the sink, asking, "Can't you forget about me, can you?"

A light smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his hand naturally wrapped around my waist, as if he was worried that I would fall, protecting me carefully.

He didn't say anything, just lowered his head and looked at me deeply and tenderly.

I felt like I lost my strength all of a sudden. I unconsciously put my arms around his neck and reasoned with him, "Do you know how long it's been since we last met? Are you treating the company as your home now? Are you on call 24 hours a day? What will you do if your health deteriorates? As a modern worker, you should learn to slack off appropriately."

Coming from a rural family, Ian was so naive that he didn't know how to slack off appropriately.

When I messaged him during work hours, he strictly adhered to the time and only replied to me after he finished work.

I was speechless.

"Can you?"

I softened my voice to act coquettishly, preparing to teach him the skill of slacking off.

But he sneered without hesitation and rejected, "No, I can't slack off."

"No?"

I got angry, put my hand down, and said in a huff, "Then go back to your work! We've already broken up anyway."

I had had enough of these days of only speaking a word or two for half a month.

He laughed back in anger and his eyes darkened, "Are you really breaking up with me because of this?"

I felt so aggrieved. It felt like being a widow when I was in a relationship. He was too upright. I just wanted him to slack off a bit.

Seeing that I didn't answer him for two seconds, his face turned completely black and he said, "Fine, as you wish, we break up!"

After saying that, he angrily left my house.

I froze!!!

My mom didn't know what happened. She scolded me and criticized me for not settling the gas money for him.

"Gas is so expensive now. His crappy motorcycle is not worth the gas money."

I didn't know what to say.

I stood by the window and looked down, watching him ride a broken motorcycle, so cool.

Bastard!

He made me cry again.

We were both workers, but he was busier than me.

I even wondered if being busy was just his excuse. After all, I was the one who pursued him.