Isabella's POV
I squeeze my eyes shut as I pace our tiny living room, impatient for my boss's arrival. Grandma won't stop bombarding me with questions about why my boss decided to help me all of a sudden after I have always complained about how difficult he can be.
I know her fear. She doesn't want me to end up on the wrong track and she feels men don't do things for free.
They always want something in return.
To escape from more questions now that she is finally back home after a successful surgery, I decided to do something which is to invite my boss over.
First, I can't hide the fact that we will be getting married soon from my grandma. He wants us to be married as soon as possible. Second, I can no longer hide the fact that I now have enough to pay for our bills.
I have settled t
