After Marrying My Boss

“You're my woman. I'm the only one who can bully you.”

Sadness flickered in my eyes after hearing his statement. When will he understand that we're not together anymore?

“Michael, we...” I trailed off, not knowing how to word it. When I was about to continue, though, Emma's yells echoed from his side.

“Michael, what's that supposed to mean!”

Although I could not see her face, I could tell she was furious from her tone alone.

“Emma, who do you think you are to be barging in my office like this?” he questioned without hanging up. His voice didn't carry even an ounce of affection.

“Well, I'm only acting like this because of you. Tell me, Michael. Why did you do that?”

This time, her voice had softened up, but there were still hints of anger.

As I listened to their conversation, I grew a bit nervous. I was aware that this was between them. I should have hung up, but I was curious to hear his answer.

“What do you mean why?”

“I am your fiancée, Michael. Why did you tell the world you love Anna? Why did you want to be responsible for that issue?”

Her tone contained a tinge of grudge, as well as irritation when she mentioned my name.

“Bold of you to have the audacity to question me. Don't think I don't know you're behind this, Emma. I don't appreciate being used.”

As I had expected, he hated that Emma had taken advantage of his name. Sure, it was selfish of me to tell him that she was the culprit, but I didn't want her to keep using him like this.

“Y-You've misunderstood, Michael. I have nothing to do with this,” she denied nervously. Still, even I could sense the guilt in her voice, let alone Michael.

“Don't bother lying to me. I'm not stupid.”

“You have to believe me, Michael. I really didn't do it! What did Anna tell you? Since she's so keen on breaking us apart, she must have deliberately told you false things to frame me!” she lied, sounding evidently panic-stricken.

Upon hearing her including me in her lies, my wrath increased tenfold.

She really can't give me a break, can she?

“Don't be so self-righteous around me, Emma! If you want to be Mrs. Shaw, you better watch yourself. My patience is wearing thin!”

Michael remained firm on choosing not to believe her. As I listened intently, all I could imagine was his frosty eyes glaring straight at Emma.

“Can you stop being so mean to me, Michael? I only did that because I love you.” Emma admitted to her involvement in the end, knowing it was already futile to continue lying. “And because I love you, I'm jealous of the way you treat Anna. I want to win your love.”

From the way she sounded, I could tell that she was acting pitiful, trying to soften Michael's heart. Most men would have caved in when women behaved like that, after all.

Little did she know, Michael was not like most men. He was a heartless person who would not be affected by whatever people would say and do, especially when it was someone he was not fond of.

“Before I reach my limit, piss off!” he howled.

His reaction was worse than what I had in mind.

“Michael...” exclaimed Emma, obviously shocked that he was driving her out.

“Do not make me repeat myself,” he warned, nearly at the end of his rope.

The line turned silent after that, so I presumed that Emma had left. That made me nervous, considering that I had listened to their entire conversation. I was afraid of how Michael would react when he noticed that I hadn't hung up.

Holding my breath, I contemplated whether to start talking.