After Marrying My Boss

I'm trapped in the middle of the two siblings and my head was spinning.

“All right. Can you two talk to each other nicely? Others who do not know you might think that you two are enemies. I'm going to puke if you continue this.”

On top of my morning sickness, now I had to deal with the uneasiness caused by the siblings.

Upon hearing what I said, Ronan gazed at me worriedly and stopped the tussle with Gabriella.

“Are you all right?”

Ronan asked in a gentle voice.

“I'm fine. But please, stop fighting. If this continues, I'm afraid something bad might happen to me.”

Although the constant fighting between the siblings could be amusing at times, it was definitely vexing if I was dragged into the fight.

“We'll stop. Drink some water and take a rest.” Ronan's gaze was gentle and loving.

She took a glass of water and passed it to me.

I took a few sips of the water and instantly felt better.

“It's all on you, Ronan. Anna is not feeling well now!”

As Ronan was checking up on me, she conveniently put all the blame on Ronan. I must admit that Ronan looked all worried and concerned.

“Gabriella, shut up. I'll teach you a lesson when we get home!”

Ronan was infuriated as he stared angrily at Gabriella, obviously offended by her statement.

Interestingly, Gabriella seemed to be terrified of Ronan and his threat. Although unwillingly, Gabriella eventually kept quiet and did not utter a single word.

Meanwhile, Michael was done with socializing around and walked toward us. Although we were here for around an hour, it felt forever, and I didn't want to stay any longer.

“What did I say? It's boring, right?”

Michael came by my side and wrapped his arm against my shoulder in a loving manner.

“Right, it's boring. It's more like a socializing club instead of a Gala Night.”

Initially, I thought that the people attending the event were genuinely doing it for charity. However, I soon realized that it was all but a show by the rich and wealthy. In the name of charity, their true intention was to search for business partners.

“You'll get used to it.”

Michael smiled and did not comment anything about my statement.

“Tsk... Michael, you make me feel like a blind bimbo today. Is there something wrong with my eyes? Is this really you? You're speaking in such a gentle manner!”

Gabriella who finally kept quiet for a short while started speaking again. With a bewildered look, she walked toward Michael and tapped on his shoulder.

“A blind bimbo? Why are you describing yourself in such a way?”

Michael however was not a short-tempered person like Ronan. Knowing very well that Gabriella was trying to rile him up, he showed no signs of agitation. On the flip side, he was able to turn the situation around and mock Gabriella.

Truth be told, Michael's knowledge and maturity far exceeded Ronan's.

“Michael, how can you say something like that? I'm just trying to express my shock, you know? What a bummer!”

Gabriella blushed and her eyes widened while she tried to explain herself.

“I'm taking my wife back home. Please excuse us!”

Michael couldn't care less about Gabriella's explanation. He grabbed my hand and pushed Gabriella to the side gently, before leaving together with me.

“Michael, I'm not finished!”

Gabriella called out to Michael, but he acted like he did not hear anything.

I turned my head around at saw Gabriella stomping his feet on the ground furiously. Obviously, Gabriella was triggered by how Michael ignored her.

Beside her, Ronan appeared to be enjoying the fiasco, gloating at his sister in amusement.

They're really interesting...

“Your cousin sure is something, and she's very cute.”

Michael and I were seated in the backseat of the car. Because Michael had to socialize tonight, he asked the driver to come with us.

“She's been like that ever since she was young, a spoiled brat,” answered Michael.

“It looks like you two are quite close. I have always thought of you as a cold and distant person.”

Although Michael did not interact much with Gabriella just now, I was able to tell that Michael pampered Gabriella a lot.

“Do you think I'm a person that's hard to deal with?”

Michael raised his brows and looked at me coldly.

“Uh...”

Immediately, I started to doubt if what I said was appropriate.