After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 421

Chapter 421

The woman's voice was sweet and even seemed to sound a little shy.

“Just say what's on your mind. I made an appointment to go car racing with my friends later.”

I was stunned when I heard the man's voice as it was none other than Ronan Moore's.

A smirk surfaced on my face. I didn't expect to bump into him like this. It seems like things are gettinginteresting.

“I... Actually, I like you. Can I be your girlfriend?”

The woman glanced at Ronan nervously while she waited for his answer.

Meanwhile, I stayed silent and continued to listen in. I was looking forward to hearing Ronan's answer.It had already been a year but he still had so many admirers around him. I wonder if he'd agree to goout with her.

“You're the third woman to confess to me today. Do you know how I rejected the other two?”

He sounded so casual and relaxed as if he didn't feel distressed about how to answer the woman'sconfession.

“How?”

She looked up at him, puzzled.

“I told the first one that she was too ugly, and that there's no way I'd stay erect if we were to sleeptogether.”

An amused smile appeared on Ronan's face, his demeanor languid and nonchalant. He didn't care thathis words would make the woman in front of him feel awkward at all.

Upon hearing his words, the woman blushed but she couldn't stop herself from asking, “Then whatabout the second one? How did you answer her?”

“I said that she was too fat. There'd be no difference with sleeping with a pig.”

I was speechless when I heard what he had said. It had been a year but he was still as vicious as ever.As long as he didn't like her, he didn't care whether his words would hurt the woman at all.

The woman's expression changed and she flushed red. The atmosphere around them became slightlyawkward.

Naturally, anyone would have felt awkward if they were to hear the person they like to say somethinglike that.

“Then what about me? I don't think I'm ugly, and I'm not fat.”

Her heart raced as she stared at Ronan. It's about time he said something about me.

“Well, your legs are too short. I like women with long legs, but you don't have them,” Ronan said with araised brow, having little concern that his words would hurt her.

“Ronan, you—”

She stared at him with a heartbroken look, perhaps because she didn't expect him to make such a rudecomment about her body.

“You're not my type, lady. I will never be with you so it's best that you give up now.”

Ronan was someone who seemed like he could become intimate with any woman, but he never heldback when rejecting them.

The woman already seemed so pitiful. Yet, he still said something so hurtful. I had never noticed thathe was so good at rejecting people before this.

After listening to their conversation, I was sure that if he didn't like the woman who confessed to him,there was no way she would get a happy ending. After all, not everyone could stand that vicious tongueof his.

“Are things really impossible between us? I really like you, and I've liked you since a long time ago.”

Even though Ronan had been firm with his rejection, the woman continued to press further, refusing togive up.

“Do you think you have anything worth liking? Do you have a pretty face like a celebrity? Or a greatbody like a model? Or maybe the skills of a porn star? Get lost if you don't have any of that.”

Ronan was harsher than ever. I never expected him to say something as malicious as that.

No woman could ever stand hearing something like that. At his words, the woman left in tears.

Sighing a breath of relief, Ronan muttered, “Ah... Finally some peace and quiet.”

“I see you're still as vicious as ever, Mr. Moore. Seems like no one can ever be compared to you.”

I finally stood up and walked over to him, my words dripping with a hint of mockery in them.

Having heard my voice, Ronan, who was sipping his coffee, whipped his head around instantly. Hethen got up when he saw that it was me.

He quickly pulled me into his embrace without saying another word. He hugged me so tightly that Icould feel his body trembling.

I didn't say a thing to him when I left back then, and we had not kept in touch during the year I wasn'taround.

As such, it was a great surprise to be able to meet him here at the café that day.

“Are you really that excited to see me, Ronan? Are you trying to strangle me to death?”

He wrapped his arms around me so tightly that it was getting difficult for me to breathe. He's getting tooexcited.

“Where have you been this past year, Anna? Why isn't there any news from you? Do you know howmuch I've missed you?”

Ronan finally let go of me and put his hands on my shoulders as he stared at me.

Looking into his eyes, I could tell that he was concerned and worried. I knew that how he felt about mewas sincere just from the looks of it.

I had always been grateful for what he had given me. It was also because I couldn't return his feelingsthat I had purposely kept my distance from him.

“I went abroad. But I'm back now, aren't I? And I'm perfectly well at that. Besides, I managed to witnesssomething interesting today.”

I didn't want to bring up what had happened a year ago, so I quickly changed the subject.

“You left without saying anything back then. Do you know that Michael and I have been looking aroundfor you like crazy? But there was still no news from you. All of us had been worried to death.”

Nonetheless, Ronan insisted on continuing with the topic. My heart lurched violently when I heard whathe had just said. Did Michael really look for me like crazy back then? Is he really telling the truth?

I was starting to feel more and more confused as to what had actually happened with the divorce now.

It felt like there was something that Michael and I both didn't know about because I realized so manythings that were suspicious recently.

“All right. Let's not talk about the unhappy things now. I'm back now, so shouldn't you be happy?”

I wanted to use this chance to question further but was worried that Ronan would get suspicious. So,without any choice, all I could do was to suppress my curiosity.

We sat across each other, and after a moment's silence, he looked up at me and asked, “Does Michaelknow that you're back?”

“Yes. We've already met a few times now.”

In fact, the very first person I met upon returning to the country with was Michael.