It seemed like Michael had no ulterior motive in uttering those words on the surface. In truth, he was telling Elisabeth that I was his woman.

I was pretty astonished when Michael only needed one sentence to deal with Elisabeth while I had to say so much to her. That was also a demonstration of the stark difference between Michael and myself. Every word that came out from him was with intent.

“There's no telling when that kid will have a girlfriend. He's not attending the matchmaking sessions I prepared for him right now. I wonder why.” Elisabeth cast a glance toward me nonchalantly when she said those words. She probably thought I was the culprit for Ronan to behave in such a manner.

Again, I would not deny that I had something to do with Ronan's current state, but I had rejected his confession incontrovertibly. It would be unacceptable to me if I were still the one getting blamed.

“I believe it's only a matter of time. Everything will be fine after Ronan thinks it through,” Michael responded to Elisabeth emotionlessly while looking at her.

Upon listening to his words, Elisabeth's expression changed. Her gaze at Michael had become a little indecipherable. However, I was unsure what was in her mind as one of the best traits of a socialite was hiding one's authentic emotion.

“Hope that will happen soon. Anyway, I'm leaving now as I don't want to bother you guys any longer on your wedding day. We'll chat some other time when we're both free, Anna. Goodbye.” Elisabeth left the dressing room straight after finishing those words, perhaps because of the awkward atmosphere.

As soon as Michael and I were the only people left in the dressing room, I lowered my head in frustration.

“Did Aunt Elisabeth bring up Ronan just now?” Michael turned and looked at me with an imperturbable expression. It was as if he had already figured it out early on.

Without saying a word, I nodded as an admission. Encountering such an incident during my wedding was still an unpleasant experience. After all, anyone would desire to go through the best moment of one's lifetime on that big day.


“Don't take it to heart. It's Ronan's problem, not yours. Still, you should keep your distance from him in the future.” Michael looked toward me with a warm smile on his face. Yet, his last sentence had dumbfounded me. I would appreciate it if he could admit to being petty instead of using Elisabeth as a cover.

Regardless, I was still pretty happy since Michael's words indicated that he cared for me.

It was already evening when the wedding ended. At the moment, I was dead-tired, possibly because of my pregnancy.

After returning to the mansion, I sat on the couch without doing anything. The only thing I wanted at present was to have a good night's sleep.

As for Michael, he was sitting right by my side. His eyes were full of anguish when he looked at my exhausted look.

“I'm sorry for what you have gone through today,” Michael uttered in a tender voice while holding me in his arms. His gaze toward me was overflowing with affection.

“Stop it, Michael. Today's our wedding. My weariness pales in comparison with that. Ah, I feel like the most blissful woman in the world today.”

Michael and I had officially become one flesh. That was a terrific feeling beyond a shadow of a doubt. I believed my greatest happiness would be to spend the rest of my life with him.

Hearing that, Michael curved his lips into a grin cheerfully. It was apparent that my words had delighted him.

He then placed his hands on my shoulder and began to massage it. I felt a little uneasy as he had never been that meticulous before. However, the perfect amount of strength he applied made me feel very comfortable.

While he massaged my shoulder, astonishment surged in my heart as I never thought a dignified man like Michael would know how to massage.

“It feels so good...” I could not help but express my feeling while indulging in the massage with closed eyes.

“You feel good, huh? Do you realize how seductive your expression is? You're arousing me to make love with you right now,” Michael whispered into my ear after listening to my utterance.

The sensation of his warm breath grazing my ear caused my heart to palpitate uncontrollably.

When I became conscious of Michael's words, I widened my eyes and would not dare to look into his eyes. Does he want to have sex again tonight?

My heart sank in an instant when I thought about that possibility. Not a chance! I repeated that thought in my heart probably up to hundreds of times. If Michael tortures me in my weary state, I may die!

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