After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 351

Chapter 351

Generally speaking, most men would hope that their wives would endure such things till the end. Yet,Michael was nothing like that.

“Wouldn't you be mad if I always talk back to your mother?” I asked hesitantly.

Although Michael told me that I did not have to endure everything, I could not help but think that hewould switch to his mother's side instead if I were to constantly talk back to Josephine.

“Do you think I'll get mad? You're my woman. It's only right for me to want you to live happily. As for mymother, she's used to being bossy because she is the only woman in the Shaw family all this time. Notto mention that no one has ever bothered to argue with her. Hence, it might be a good thing to let youteach her to mind her own business.”

My eyes widened at Michael's words. At that moment, I could not help but wonder if he was actuallyJosephine's biological son. I could not believe my ears when he described Josephine as bossy andeven said I could teach her how to mind her own business.

I swear this is the first time in my life to ever see a man telling his wife to go against his mother.

Despite that, I was relieved as I would not have to worry anymore if Josephine ever messed with meagain. Even though I had no intentions to be on bad terms with Josephine, I also had no plans toendure it as I had in the past anymore.

It was a few hours later when we reached Pillere. It was then that I realized that Michael's companyhad a branch over there. After all, I never figured out how huge Michael's business was.

When we arrived at the chain hotel, the managers and senior administrators from the hotel were out towelcome us. I had never experienced anything like that before, and I found out later in our room thatthe chain hotel was one of Michael's assets.

Inside the presidential suite, I stood in awe at the sight of the room. This is practically a small house ofits own, and the decorations are incredible.

“Michael, how many assets do you have, to be exact? I can't believe that you even have a hotel out ofthe country,” I asked as I looked over at Michael.

Meanwhile, Michael was sitting on the couch with a business magazine in his hand.

Then again, I did not care how rich Michael was. It just got me to think how little I knew about him eventhough we had been together for so long.

“Do you want to know?” Michael replied after a short pause as he turned around with his brows raised.

“You don't have to if you don't want to. Just pretend I never asked that question.”

I thought that Michael was reluctant to answer me based on the way he replied. Consequently, I lostinterest in it as I was afraid that he would think I got together with him only for his money.

“If you're talking about hotels, I have a little over a hundred around the world. There are also dozens ofbranches for my advertising company and a couple more in logistics and properties,” Michael answeredafter giving it some thought.

Meanwhile, I almost spat out the water I was drinking when I heard that. That means he owns at leasttwo hundred companies with all of that added up. He's crazy rich. No wonder there are so manywomen fighting to be with him. Am I lucky or what?

“Why are you suddenly interested in my assets? Are you worried that I won't be able to take care ofyou?”

Michael walked over to me when he saw how I choked on the water. He patted my back and looked atme, evidently amused.

“It's just a little too much to take in. I never knew you owned so many companies. How rich are you,really?”

Even so, I knew without asking that Michael's worth was beyond my wildest imagination.

“All I'm saying is that I can take care of you without a problem. Actually, once the baby is born, I can stillafford to raise a few more. What do you say?”

Michael did not answer my question, yet I knew he did not hide it from me intentionally. Instead, heknew it was just an impromptu question. Plus, he probably had no idea how much he was worthanyway.

Since we had just landed, we rested in the hotel on the first day of our honeymoon. However, every dayafter that, Michael would drive around to all the famous destinations in Pillere. He only took me toplaces that were relatively safe and less crowded. After all, he was concerned that the baby and Iwould get hurt if we were not careful since I was pregnant.

It was a shame that there were places we did not get to see, but Michael promised me that he wouldbring me here again after the baby was born. Because of that, I cheered up almost instantaneously.

Time flies when you are having fun. Soon, our honeymoon was almost over, and my belly seemed tohave grown quite a bit over the month.

Sometimes, I could even feel the baby moving. Both of us were thrilled and grateful as we wonderedwho the baby would resemble more.

Back at the hotel, I was packing as we were leaving soon. I felt a little reluctant as I had the best timewith Michael at that place. Moreover, it was just the two of us without any worry in the world there.

“Once we're back, I'll be going back to work tomorrow. I won't be able to spend every day with youanymore,” said Michael reluctantly as he held my waist from behind.

“I know. You've already spent a month with me, and that's more than enough for me. Plus, there mustbe tons of work waiting for you in the office. So, don't worry about me. I'll stay at home and maybe dosome reading, and I'll replace myself something else to do when we're back.”

I knew that Michael was afraid that I would be upset since being pregnant meant that I needed theextra attention.

Meanwhile, Michael tightened his arms around me and looked at me tenderly.

Later, we took the flight back home. The chauffeur was already waiting for us by the time we walkedout of the airport. Then, we went straight back to the mansion.

Since I felt a little sick from the flight, I went to bed as soon as we got home. At the same time, Michaelleft for the office after telling me that he was going to go and take a look.

I was fast asleep after that. By the time I woke up, the sky was dark, and Michael was already back.

“When did you come back?” I asked softly.

“It's been a while. You look tired. Do you want to sleep some more?” He caressed my hair.

“No. I'm hungry. I want to eat,” I replied while my stomach growled.

Even though I wanted to sleep, my urge to eat was stronger.

Over the next few days, Michael would go to the office every day to deal with the work that had piled upin the past month. Meanwhile, I would stay at home all day.