After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 414

Chapter 414

After returning to my place, I changed and headed toward the company.

After a passionate night, I was left walking in an awkward fashion. The moment I entered the building,everyone started throwing odd glances at me.

Most of them were married or in a relationship. Having experienced the same, I reckoned they couldguess what happened to me.

As expected, when I was in the washroom, I heard some employees gossiping among themselves.

“Did you notice the way Ms. Garcia was walking today? It was so unnatural!”

“I did. And I think everyone else saw it too.”

“What do you think happened to Ms. Garcia? Is her leg hurt?”

“That's impossible. Can't you tell? She must have had some intense sex last night. Her partner must bereally good in bed. I mean, just look at her! She can't even walk properly.”

I could hear a few of them chattering away outside my stall. In response, my face flushed inembarrassment. I did not expect that they could tell just by the way I was walking that I had sex. Whatwas worse was the fact that my private life was being discussed by them in the office.

I hated when my private life became the topic for discussion. If it was something else, I would havereprimanded them immediately. But this was something embarrassing, and I could not replace the courageto do it. In the end, I could only keep quiet and continue to listen in on their conversation.

“Who do you think slept with Ms. Garcia? Could it be the general manager? I heard that the two ofthem have a really close relationship.”

“I think that's possible. Ms. Garcia doesn't have any other man in her life. If she had sex last night, itmust be with our general manager. Plus, Ms. Garcia has high standards and will not fall for a mediocreman. The general manager may perhaps just be the right fit for her.”

As the group continued to gossip, they even managed to drag Nicholas into the picture. I was infuriatedand aggrieved. Why is my sex life the topic of their gossip?

I took a deep breath and suppressed my anger. I then told myself that such gossiping would happen inalmost any company and I should not take it too seriously.

“I am curious, though, just how intense was it last night? I mean, she must have had so much fun doingit to the point where she can't even walk properly!”

Just then another person chimed in, “I'm so envious of Ms. Garcia. She has a man with such sexualprowess. My man, on the other hand, can't even last for more than a few minutes. I am not even in themood yet and he's done!”

I frowned, annoyed at the topic of their conversation. Just moments ago, they were still gossiping aboutme, but now, their conversation had turned sexual.

“Same! Not only is my husband quite small, but he can't last long as well! Every time, it's over before Iknew it. I would really want to experience the kind of sex that could make me walk wonky like Ms.

Garcia.”

“All right, that's enough, you two. At the end of the day, both of you are married, unlike me. Every night,I'm alone and there is no one to accompany me...”

“Okay... Let's stop talking about this. Let's go back to work.”

It seemed like the conversation was about to end, as one of them was urging them to make a move.

Soon after, the group of gossipers left and I heaved a sigh of relief. Then, I walked out of the washroomstall.

Undeniably, I was affected by the conversation and my expression darkened. I reckoned they would notwant to go through what I did last night if they knew the pain of being completely dominated by Michael.It was traumatizing.

I washed my hands and looked into the mirror. Although I was peeved about it, I could not control whatthey wanted to say.

When I returned to the office, Nicholas was already there waiting for me. Recalling the conversation Ihad with him that morning, it aggravated my bad mood and made me even more displeased.

“Why are you in my office? Is there anything I can help you with?”

I glanced at him coldly before walking toward my desk. Soon, he shifted his attention toward my legs.

Noticing that I was walking unnaturally, he frowned and an array of mixed emotions flashed across his

eyes.

“What happened? Are you uncomfortable somewhere? Why are you walking like that?”

As his tone was calm and monotonous, I could not tell what he was feeling.

However, I was anxious at the thought of the conversation in the washroom. Although I had no feelingstoward Nicholas, I knew very well that he liked me.

As such, I did not want him to replace out about my night with Michael. If he knew, the matter wouldbecome very complicated.

“Nothing happened.”

Forcing down my panic, I forced out a calm look and answered his question softly.

I observed his facial expression carefully in a bid to know what he was thinking. However, he was justas good at hiding his feelings as Michael. Hence, I could not tell what he was trying to say.

“There are some rumors going about in the company today. I'm not sure if you heard about it. Butthey're saying that last night, you and a man...”

His voice trailed off and he did not finish the sentence. By then, I already guessed what he wanted tosay.

My heart lurched as I did not expect him to ask me such a question.

My expression instantly turned awkward. Despite being quite familiar with one another, I was stillannoyed that he would ask me such an intimate question.

“I already heard everything in the washroom just now.”

Fighting back the feelings of anxiety in my heart, I tried my best to calm down. However, with Nicholas'personality, there was no doubt that he would be able to see through me.

“So, it's true that you've slept with a man last night?”

Nicholas tried to pry further and his gaze was filled with suspicion.

Knowing that he would have figured out something by now, he would only be more suspicious if Idenied it.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to come clean. “Yes, I slept with a man last night. What's the problem?I'm an adult and that's perfectly normal.”

Although my words might make me sound lustful, it was still better than him replaceing out that I slept withMichael last night. It was the best excuse that I could come up with.