After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 193

I stood in the same spot and took quite some time to calm my nerves before I returned to my seat. That was when I saw that Michael was already back on his date with the beautiful lady.

The lady kept smiling, and it seemed like she was trying to seduce Michael. That got me upset. I was tempted to rush over and chase that woman away.

“Anna, why were you gone for so long? Are you not feeling well?”

Ronan seemed curious and worried.

“Oh, I'm fine. There was a queue at the washroom,” I lied quickly while shifting my attention over.

“Oh, then let's eat up. Everything is served.”

Ronan didn't suspect anything. He simply got me a salmon sandwich. A hint of love and care glowed in his eyes when he looked at me.

Am I seeing things? Why does he look like he is staring at his girlfriend when he smiles at me? Gah, I'm probably just nuts. My brain hasn't been working well lately.

I shook my head to stop myself from overthinking. After that, I tilted my head down and started eating, but I can't stop myself from glancing over at Michael.

He happened to turn to me as well. All I saw was the anger in his distant gaze and the displeasure in his grouchy expression.

Those got me to turn my attention to the food right away and pretend I never saw him. That guy won't let me go tonight, anyway, so I might as well enjoy myself while I still can.

I spent the entire meal looking away from Michael, but I could sense that his glare was on me all the time.

I ended up having that meal while on edge. Ronan took me to the bus stop. He wanted to drive me all the way home, but I honestly couldn't explain myself if he met Michael there, so I rejected his offer.

Ronan seemed a little disappointed about that, but he didn't push it further. He simply stared into my eyes before he turned around and left.

I took a deep breath after Ronan's car had gone out of view. I had to prepare myself mentally before I deal with Michael back at home.

I walked slowly because I truly didn't want to go back. He was scary when he lost his temper, and I honestly got on his nerve that day.

Unfortunately, I still had to go back. Michael was already sitting on the sofa in the living room when I reached home. His ferocious gaze shot daggers at me as soon as I entered the house. I stood in the same spot and took quite some time to calm my nerves before I returned to my seat. That was when I saw that Michael was already back on his date with the beautiful lady.

“W-Why are you back so soon?”

I felt guilty when I looked at him and saw that haunting glare.

“Why are you home so late? How long does it take to finish a meal? Couldn't bear to part with your lover?”

Michael stood up and approached me. His eyes shone with intense fury when he glared over.

I averted my gaze. My initial plan was to circle around him and retire to the bedroom, but that no longer seemed possible. There's no way he'd let me go tonight.

Michael had barred my path, and his handsome face had an evil expression on when he looked at me.

“It's late. We should rest.” This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

I looked at Michael and was speaking meekly because we're home. I no longer had anything to threaten him with, so I could only admit defeat.

“We have some scores to settle, don't we? So how can we go to bed? Anna Garcia, did you really think you can con me just like that?”

Michael has made his mind and will not let me go tonight. D*mn it. I've already lowered my stance to this extent, but he's still not satisfied. Seriously, what does he want from me?

The truth was, I was angry as well, but I couldn't show it. Michael was already on the edge of losing his temper, so I will be making things worse for myself if I keep pushing his buttons.

Michael approached me as I backed away from him. Our steps were synchronized like we were a team, but I felt aggrieved when I looked into his eyes.

“It's not what you think. I was only out with a friend, and all we did was having dinner together. Will you please stop imagining things?”

I wanted to act tough and ignore Michael without offering any explanation, but I couldn't. This man has always reacted badly to being pushed. If I remain stubborn, he will crush me before I even know what happened.

“Is that so? Then why are you home so late? Where did the two of you go after dinner? Did you sleep with him?”

Michael didn't believe anything I said, even though I've already made things crystal clear. He insisted on assuming the worst.

“Don't cross the line, Michael Shaw! There is nothing between the two of us. Why must you think so badly of me?”

I was a little angry when I glared at him. His words were blatant insults to me. I have never slept with any other man since I met Michael.

I never even slept with Yuval, whom I dated for some time, and I've only known Ronan for a few days!

“Why should I believe you? I want to do a spot check!”

At that moment, Michael had reached his epitome of anger. He didn't trust me at all and didn't believe that there was anything between Ronan and me.

“Spot check? How do you do that?”

I frowned and stared strangely at Michael. How could he tell if I have slept with another man?

“By taking you to bed!”

Michael spat those words evilly. He never gave me a chance to fight back and was quick to throw me over his shoulder before walking back to the room.

He dumped me onto the bed and showed no care for me at all. I struggled to sit up, but he hovered over me and pinned me down before I got to do so.

“What are you doing, Michael?”

I was a little scared when I saw the crazy look on Michael's face. I honestly had no idea what he was going to do.

“Conduct a spot check, of course!”

Michael had a grouchy expression on when he spat those words. He pulled my skirt up the very next second.

I had been naked in front of Michael before, but the way he treated me at that moment made me feel ashamed and insulted. I truly wanted to fight back.

I didn't do anything. Yet, he suspects my infidelity and insists on doing a spot check. Is that how he sees me? As a cheap wh*re?

“Let go of me, you pervert!”

The way Michael acted at that moment was no different from a pervert.

“A pervert? How dare you call me a pervert, Anna Garcia?”

Michael was a powerful figure, and it was likely that no one ever dared to insult him right in his face. As such, my words had completely infuriated him.

He didn't give me a chance to say anything else. All I felt was a chill as he took my undergarment off right away.

Anger and humiliation intertwined within my heart. My eyes were bloodshot as I glared angrily at Michael's handsome face.

This man has reached a whole new level of despicable! How could he do this to me?