After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 194

Chapter 194

“Let go of me, you pervert!”

I struggled as much as I could. At that moment, I was truly tempted to slap Michael right across theface, but I was too chicken to do so.

“You belong to me, Anna Garcia. Do you hear me? You are mine, and I will not allow you to be withanother man!”

Michael was grouchy when he glared at me and grumbled into my ear.

My heart trembled fiercely. An idea instantly flashed through my mind. I-Is he jealous? Is that why he'sangry at me for having dinner with Ronan?

Thinking about that got me a little excited. I truly wished that was the case.

I stopped struggling against Michael. My eyes shone with sincerity, and I stared for a long time before Ireplied, “Okay, I understand, and I won't sleep with anyone else before our relationship ends, but hereally is just a friend.”

Michael was the only one I love with all my heart and soul, so how could I possibly get intimate withanyone else? Even if our relationship ends, I likely won't be with anyone for a while. I am destined to behurt by this relationship between us.

The fury in Michael's eyes dissipated quickly when he saw me softening. His grip on my hand loosenedas well.

He looked into my eyes as I gazed calmly into his. There wasn't even a hint of guilt in me.

“You better remember the words you said, Anna Garcia. I will not allow my woman to betray me!”warned Michael in his deep voice. His tone was powerful and convincing as he did so.

My heart trembled as I nodded robotically. The strong aura his body exuded got me inexplicablynervous.

I stared blankly at him. Michael kissed me before I came around.

He wasn't as forceful as he was earlier, but he was still possessive. Despite that, I couldn't stop myselffrom falling for him. I knew that I would just get hurt if I fall deeper in love, but I couldn't help it.

Michael kissed for a long time. He didn't let me go until my mind had already shut down. That night, hewas especially passionate, and I had trouble keeping up.

After what seemed like an eternity, I felt like my back was breaking when he was finally done.“Let go of me, you pervert!”

I struggled as much as I could. At that moment, I was truly tempted to slap Michael right across theface, but I was too chicken to do so.

I panted as I laid on the bed. Michael, however, walked right out of the bedroom. He didn't hold me inhis arms like he used to, and that disappointed me a little.

Hearing the running water from the washroom got me curious. I wanted to know if he was simply

possessive of me, or if he truly cared.

Despite my curiosity, I didn't have the guts to ask him. I worried that his answer would break my heart.

I was exhausted after Michael drained me like that, so I closed my eyes and stopped wondering.

It didn't take me long to fall asleep, and I didn't know when Michael returned to bed, but he was awakewhen I got up.

He tilted his head toward me when I looked at him. His gaze was serene, and I couldn't detect anyemotions from them.

“Last night...”

I remained quiet for a long time, but when I finally tried to speak, I realized that I was at a loss forwords.

“Let's get up.”

Michael didn't say much after blurting those words. He simply got out of bed.

I felt a little nervous as I watched him get dressed. Is the dinner incident over? Or is he still angry?

I didn't think that I did anything wrong last night, but I didn't want him to be mad at me.

Michael and I got out of bed together. At first, I assumed that he would offer to drop me off at work ashe had over the past few days. But, he didn't. He walked down the stairs and drove away with no

regard for me. It felt like he had completely neglected my existence.

I was a little disappointed when I watched his car going down the road. I sighed before heading towardthe subway.

There were times when I found that I have overestimated my existence in Michael's life. He never letgo of what happened yesterday and is still mad at me.

I had just reached the office when my phone rang. It was my mom. It had been days since I went to thehospital, and I hadn't called her in a while. Her calling me out of the blue like that gave me a badhunch.

I scanned my colleagues to make sure no one was looking before heading to the pantry to accept thecall.

“Hey, mom.”

“Anna Garcia, do you realize that it has been a while since you visited the hospital? Do you plan onabandoning your dad and your brother? Are you just going to ignore us after you tossed us to thehospital?”

Mom's complaint spewed out of the phone as soon as the line was established.

I had already gotten used to my mom's tone by then, but I still couldn't help frowning a little.

“Sorry, mom. I have been busy at work, so I haven't had the time to go visit.”

It didn't matter how my mom treated me in the past. I was still wrong for not visiting more frequently.

“Steven will be discharged in a few days, but he needs to go for regular check-ups. It will beinconvenient for us if we go back to the village, so replace a place for us to stay here.”

My mom never complained about me not visiting again. Instead, she changed the topic.

“Okay, I will try to replace a suitable place.”

I spoke after being quiet for a while. My budget was already tight, so if I were to rent another place, theweight on my shoulders would be extremely burdensome. However, I understood that Steven's legswere badly injured, and he needed proper medical attention. That was why I agreed to help out.

“Remember to source for a spacious place. Get us a place with three rooms and easy access to thewashroom. You know how your brother's legs are right now. It's difficult for him to go to the washroom.”

My mom's tone had no warmth; she had been ordering me around since the line was established. Iknew that she was angry at me, so I was trying my best to butter her up. Still, I had to turn her downwhen she wanted a place with three rooms.

“Mom, it's very expensive to rent a place with three rooms in this city. It'll cost thousands a month.”

I didn't have much money left with me, so there was no way I could afford it. The rent in Avenport wassimply too high.

“What? Is money more important than your brother? So what if it's thousands a month? Are yourbrother's legs not worth the price?”