After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 389

After dinner was ready, I went to the study and stood outside the room for a long time in a state of exhilaration. Finally, I knocked.

“Come in,” Michael said right after.

When I entered and saw him reading some documents, I didn't know what to say.

“What is it?” he asked emotionlessly while looking at me after I said nothing.

“I-I just wanted to ask you to go downstairs to have dinner together,” I whispered.

“Okay. I got it.”

I was a little disappointed by his response. I missed the time when he would treat me with affection before the incident with Josephine.

“Then, I'll go down first.” I left the room.

Right then, I didn't know what else to say to him anymore. To him, I was a stranger living under his roof.

At the dining table, the two of us sat across from each other and ate. However, it wasn't the same as last time. We were happy then. All that was left between us was emptiness.

“How are things at the company lately? Have you been busy?” I asked to break the ice. I didn't want things to continue like this between us.

“Yeah.”

One word. It was as if he felt it was a waste of his time to talk to me.


I looked at his handsome face briefly before I lowered my head and continued eating.

“Are we going to stay like this forever? Have you thought about how we should get along in the future?” Finally, I mustered the courage to ask him.

I couldn't take it anymore.

Michael raised his head to look at me, frowning. A second later, he said, “We'll talk about us next time. I don't have the time or mood to think about that now.”

There was a hint of impatience in his voice. He knew what I wanted. Maybe he still can't bring himself to forgive me for what happened.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't devastated by his words. We were once happy and loved each other very much.

“Okay. I'll talk to you when you're feeling better.” I forced a smile as I tried to stop my tears from flowing.

After dinner, I cleaned things up and went into my room. Meanwhile, Michael went back to the study. I didn't know if he would come into my room, but I hoped he would.

Time passed. It was almost eleven o'clock, but there was still no sign of Michael. I was disappointed. Are we going to be like this forever?

I lay in bed and dozed off. In my sleep, I thought I heard the door opening and the familiar footsteps.

It's Michael! He's here!

I opened my eyes excitedly in hopes of seeing him, but the room remained empty. Did I imagine it? I let out a bitter chuckle.

That's expected. He was still treating me coldly earlier. There's no way he'll want to sleep with me in the same bed now.

As expected, he didn't come into the bedroom that night.

The next morning, I went downstairs after I washed up.

“Good morning, Mrs. Shaw. Your breakfast is ready. Please go and eat something,” the two housekeepers greeted me.

“Thank you. Where's Michael? Didn't you inform him breakfast is ready?” I asked softly as I glanced at the study.

“Mr. Shaw isn't home. He left early in the morning.”

My heart sank when I heard that.

The food was tasteless when I ate alone. Every passing second was torture.

Before I knew it, four or five days had gone by in a flash.

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