After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 460

Chapter 460

“Drink it up!” Michael ordered domineeringly.

When I saw the black liquid in the bowl, I frowned in distaste.

“What's this?” I looked at the man and asked doubtfully, suspecting that it could be poison.

“Hangover soup,” he snapped at me.

Although he was still glaring at me angrily, he did not vent his frustrations on me. I guess it could bebecause I had displayed a good attitude and appeared to be truly repentant regarding what hadhappened the previous night.

“Are you sure this is hangover soup and not poison?” Not quite believing it, I looked at the bowl of soupin Michael's hands and asked again.

As it was my first time seeing hangover soup that was black, I had my reservations about drinking it.

“Anna, are you drinking this or not?”

Michael asked in displeasure right after I finished speaking, a deep crease appearing between hisbrows. Judging by his grim expression, I was quite sure he had heard the aversion in my voice.

His tone was rather threatening. However, not only did the soup look unappealing, but it had a strangesmell as well. As such, I really did not feel like drinking it.

“Do I have a choice?” I asked softly, looking up at him while blinking innocently several times.

“What do you think?”

That was definitely a rhetorical question, and his stance was clear. There was simply no room fornegotiation.

“I'm already completely sober. I don't think I need to drink this. Really!” I insisted resolutely, looking intohis eyes.

Michael merely looked at me without replying. The next second, he took a big gulp of the hangoversoup.

I could hardly believe that he had drunk it himself and gaped at him in shock, wondering if he had donethat in order not to waste it. However, I dismissed that possibility immediately.

Just when I was still trying to figure out the reason he did that, Michael cupped the back of my headwith his hand suddenly and pressed his lips to mine.

With his lips against mine, I could feel myself having difficulty breathing. As such, I opened my mouthinstinctively to take in some air. However, once I did that, I felt a stream of bitter liquid entering mymouth.

It turned out that Michael did not swallow the hangover soup earlier on as he had intended to feed it tome in this manner.

That taste made me nauseous at once, and I wanted to spit it out. However, as if the man could read

my thoughts, he continued forcing his lips against mine. That way, if I wanted to breathe, I would haveno choice but to swallow the soup. As such, that was what I ended up doing.“Drink it up!” Michael ordered domineeringly.

When I saw the black liquid in the bowl, I frowned in distaste.

After everything went down my throat, Michael finally let me go, and I took in big gulps of airimmediately. When I thought about that ridiculous method he used to make me drink the hangoversoup, I had to admit that it stirred up some feelings in my heart although it was rather annoying.

“Michael, that's so gross!” I whined while glaring at him with a frown. However, I was not reallydispleased with him.

“So are you going to drink the rest of it yourself, or do you want me to continue feeding you?”

The man gave me the two options while looking at me nonchalantly. That meant I had no choice but tofinish up that black hangover soup.

“I'll finish it myself!”

Knowing that that was my only option, I took over the bowl from his hands and inhaled deeply beforeholding my breath, gulping down the soup.

After finishing the soup in one gulp, I placed the empty bowl on the bedside table. Michael took aglance at the bowl, and the corners of his lips curled up into a faint smile.

“I like it when you're so obedient,” he said placidly.

He seemed to be in a much better mood after I compromised.

“Oh, by the way, how is Natalie? She was with me at the pub last night.”

I suddenly realized that I did not know what happened to Natalie last night. As I was drunk when theincident occurred, I could not seem to recall anything.

“She's fine. I called Yuval to pick her up,” Michael shot a glance at me and answered flatly.

I heaved a sigh of relief after knowing that Yuval had gone to fetch her. I was just glad that Natalie wassafe.

It was I who insisted that Natalie accompany me to the pub to drink the previous night, and I could nothelp but feel guilty for what had happened. I had an urge to give her a call, but I had no guts to do it.

“So tell me, why did you suddenly visit a pub last night?”

Just then, Michael spoke again in a stern tone. He had sat down across from me and was staring intomy eyes.

“I was in a bad mood.”

“Why?” he continued asking.

I frowned in frustration, not wanting to answer his question because I was pretty sure that if I told himthe reason, it would definitely lead to an argument between us, and I really did not want to quarrel with

him again.

“You haven't answered me yet!” Michael pressed on, his brows tightly knitted.

Initially, I wasn't intending to say anything. However, faced with his interrogation, my temper sparked.

Meeting his gaze, I snapped, “It's all because of you! Because of you, the board of directors is pushingfor my dismissal. Are you happy now?”

My irritation flared as I recalled what had happened at the meeting the previous morning. Everyonewas bombarding me with questions regarding the relationship between Michael and me.

I thought that Michael would be delighted to hear that because right from the start, he had beencreating trouble for me deliberately. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used my phone to call Nicholas. Assuch, my current situation was probably what he had been hoping for.

“What's the reason they were doing that?” The man frowned as his expression turned cold.

It seemed like he was not as happy as I had imagined him to be.

“Because they saw me getting into your car, and they were worried that I might sell the company out. Ifyou didn't appear at my company and force me to get into your car, none of this would havehappened!”

I could feel my anger mounting as I thought about Michael being the reason those people were pickingon me. I had not done anything wrong, yet everyone was suspecting me.

“So that's it?” Michael asked placidly after hearing my explanation.

“Of course! What else could it be? They would never have doubted me if you didn't show up in front ofme every day!” I stared at the man coldly and questioned him in return.

“If they are suspecting you just because you got into my car, it's not a company that you should beworking for anyway. You can come and work for my company. I'll let you choose any position you want.If you like, you can even be the CEO, not to mention just a department director. How does that sound?”Michael spoke seriously with a twinkle in his eye.

I was rather shocked at his response. In fact, I was not even sure if he was being serious or just joking.After all, he just gave me a choice to be the CEO of his company, which sounded like a joke to me.

The CEO was the highest-ranking person in the company. Since Joyful Success belonged to the Shawfamily, it would be equivalent to giving Joyful Success to me if he let me be the CEO of his company.

“Your joke isn't funny at all!”