After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 282

Michael had been busy with work and our wedding preparations ever since we were together. We barely spent time with each other.

I knew staying at home all day was bad for my baby's development, but I was afraid of bumping into Justin if I went out by myself, so having Michael take me out was the only option.

“Sure, we'll go buy some baby products at the department store this weekend.”

Michael really spoiled me a lot. He agreed to my request without any hesitation.

Michael no longer needed to keep our relationship a secret as everyone had already known about it, and that caused a drastic change in his attitude toward me.

The affectionate look in his eyes filled my heart with happiness, and I wished I could just spend the rest of my life by his side.

He held me tightly in his embrace as we lay in bed that night, and I had a sweet smile on my face the whole time.

I spent the next two days counting down the hours till the weekend, looking forward to spending some quality time with Michael.

After what seemed like forever, the weekend finally arrived. As Michael was the owner of the department store, everyone greeted him respectfully the moment they saw him.

Although he was used to such treatment, I was not and could feel everyone staring at me.

As news of me ruining Michael's wedding had shocked the entire country, it made perfect sense that they all knew who I was.

We soon made our way to the baby's department, and I found myself getting a little overwhelmed by the huge variety of products available. Nevertheless, I still looked forward to my baby being born.

Despite being less than two months pregnant, I had already started wondering if my child would end up resembling me or Michael.

“Hey, Michael, do you think we should buy male or female clothes for our baby?” I asked, feeling conflicted when I saw the clothing options; the gender of my baby was still unknown.

Deep down inside, I was hoping for my baby to be a girl so I could dress her up like a princess every day.

“Since we don't know the baby's gender, we can just buy both. Who knows, we might get a boy and a girl!” Michael said after glancing at the clothes in my hand, leaving me completely speechless.

The doctors already told us I'm pregnant with a healthy baby, so how could we possibly have a boy and a girl?

Not wanting to argue with Michael, I bought clothes for both genders as I didn't know if my baby was a boy or a girl.

We were probably the only couple who would shop for baby products as early as two months into the pregnancy.

Michael and I ended up buying a lot of things, and they were all the most expensive ones in the department store. But I found it worth the money as it was all for our child.

We were both in a great mood on the drive home when Michael got a text message on his phone. He then slowed down the car to check his phone, only to slam his foot on the brakes when he saw the message.

Had it not been for the seat belt preventing me from hurtling forward, I would have ended up badly injured as a result.

Still a little shaken up by his actions earlier, I looked at Michael, who was staring at his phone gloomily, and asked in confusion, “What's the matter, Michael? What happened?”

Instead of answering my question, Michael simply turned to look at me with rage in his eyes.

I felt even more confused and had a bad feeling in my gut when I saw his sudden change in expression.

“What on earth is going on, Michael? Why do you look so upset?” I asked a second time, feeling a little nervous about his silence.

“Anna, you're still keeping in touch with Justin?”

I panicked when he mentioned Justin and went pale as I recalled what happened the other day.

Michael perceived my response as a sign of guilty conscience, and he cut me off coldly before I could even answer his question, “After all this while... you still haven't let go of Justin, huh?”

His tone was filled with suspicion, and his eyes were burning with rage.

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