“Why must you ask such an important question at this moment?” he asked calmly, his expression turning solemn when he noticed how serious I was.

With his arms propped beside me, he stared down at my face.

My heart raced as I gazed into his eyes. I was worried that if I asked my question, his answer would disappoint me.

After a long moment of silence, I mustered my courage and asked, “For the past few years when I was not around, did you get together with any other woman?”

After asking that question, I held my breath and stared into his eyes, nervously waiting for his response.

I knew that asking that question would make me seem petty. However, it was something that bothered me a lot.

He did not respond immediately after hearing my question. Instead, he frowned and stared at me with an unfathomable look in his eyes. I could not read his mind at all.

As I still did not hear his reply, I felt even more uneasy. Every second that passed was like torture to me.

I had a bad feeling about this. Still looking at him, I forced out an unnatural smile and asked again, “Why aren't you answering my question?”

“Are you asking me this all of a sudden because you don't trust me?” he asked calmly instead of answering me immediately. A tinge of unhappiness crept into his voice.

“I don't know. I just want to hear the answer from you directly.”

I averted my eyes guiltily, not daring to meet his gaze. To be honest, I doubted him. I knew that he was a lustful man, so I could not be certain whether he had managed to hold himself back during the past year when I was gone.

Right then, he looked down at me, his eyes filled with conflicting emotions. Still, he did not answer my question, which made me feel even more uneasy.


“Does your silence imply that you've got other women by your side in the past year?”

I stared at him. When I spoke, I felt an urge to cry.

Although I knew that it was a very difficult feat for a man to remain chaste for a year and that it was selfish of me to ask such a question, I simply could not help doing so.

“Anna, listen carefully. Ever since I got to know you, I've never had any other woman other than you. Are you satisfied with this answer?” asked Michael coldly as he gazed straight into my eyes.
“Why must you ask such an important question at this moment?” he asked calmly, his expression turning solemn when he noticed how serious I was.

Initially, I thought that he was furious. However, after I heard his response, my heart skipped a beat.

He said that he never had any other woman after getting to know me. Immediately, I was filled with surprise and delight. However, I did not dare to reveal that outwardly because he looked like he was going to devour me soon.

I met his gaze, feeling very touched.

“I'm sorry...”

Looking at his grim expression, I felt a bit guilty. For the past year, he had been suppressing his desires for my sake. Yet, I still doubted him. If I were him, I would be angry too.

“Anna, am I that incapable of making you trust me and feel safe? Am I just a horny man to you?”

His anger did not dissipate because of my apology. A vague glint of rage flashed across his eyes as his tone became frosty.

Faced with his interrogation, I could not say anything in response. It was not that I did not believe him—I was just afraid that he had moved on in the past year and our relationship would not be as strong as it was a year ago.

“Michael, now...”

Staring into his eyes, I opened my mouth but did not know how to explain.

Meanwhile, he stood up and left the bedroom, not giving me a chance to continue.

When I heard the door slamming shut, I felt even more upset and regretted asking that question. I should have chosen to trust him.

After all, that incident a year ago only happened because I did not trust him. Yet, I was committing the same mistake now.

I sat up and put on my clothes. In my mind, I was conflicted over how I should apologize to him and appease him.

As a matter of fact, Michael had been very accommodating to me. A powerful man like him could get any woman he wanted, so there was no need for him to suffer because of me.

However, he was willing to change for the better for my sake, which was proof of his sincerity. When we first met, he was so arrogant and indifferent. In fact, he was notorious for his coldness and ruthlessness. Yet, he treated me with so much warmth and gentleness now, completely different from how he was before.

He had changed so much for me, but I still doubted him. How can I be so selfish?
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