After Marrying My Boss

“Michael, can you stop being so possessive? I already told you that there's nothing going on between Nicholas and me. How many times do you want me to explain myself?” I let out a helpless sigh.

With regards to my relationship with Nicholas, I had given up trying to explain. No matter how many times I did, there was nothing I could do if he just refused to believe me.

“No, I have always been extremely possessive, and you're well aware of it. Anna, I just can't bear to see you talk to any other man because you are mine and mine alone!”

All this while, I was well aware of how frighteningly possessive Michael could be. It was just that he demonstrated it more blatantly now.

“I understand. Next time, I'll keep my distance from him so that you won't even get the opportunity to feel jealous.”

Closing my eyes, I felt a sudden bout of sleepiness strike me. Not wanting to continue the topic any further, I closed my eyes to ignore him.

Satisfied with my answer, Michael stopped putting me in a difficult position. After he hugged me from behind, I heard steady breathing come from him. In truth, he was already exhausted. It was just that he needed to vent the anger he felt out of his system.

When the subsequent few days turned out to be quiet, I enjoyed the simplicity of the life I shared with Michael. That was how I wanted to live out the rest of my days with him.

As I didn't want to be a housewife who did nothing at home, I continued to look for a job. Nevertheless, an ordinary job no longer interested me. Furthermore, other than the companies that belonged to Michael or Nicholas, no other company provided benefits as good as theirs.

Over the last few days, I had the feeling that I was being watched, causing me to wonder if it was just my imagination. Every time I was walking in the street, that niggling feeling would creep up on me. However, whenever I turned around, I would not see anyone there.

Am I overthinking things?

That day, I drove out of the parking lot of an office building. When I arrived at a traffic light junction, I accidentally hit a BMW. Luckily, I wasn't traveling fast but was still shaken by the impact.

Given how expensive the car looked, I began to worry as I got out of the car to check.

When what looked like a driver alighted from the vehicle, I figured the passenger inside must be someone important.
“Michael, can you stop being so possessive? I already told you that there's nothing going on between Nicholas and me. How many times do you want me to explain myself?” I let out a helpless sigh.

When the driver saw me getting out of the car, he berated me with a scowl on his face, “Miss, do you even know how to drive? Why didn't you bother to look at the lights?”

“I'm sorry. I lost my concentration briefly and didn't see you. Why don't you check the damage on your car, and I'll compensate you for it?”

Although the driver was rude, I was still in the wrong for running into his vehicle. Considering that I was at fault, I had to discuss the matter in a cordial manner.

“Given how bad the damage is, it will cost at least fifty to sixty thousand to fix it. All right then, you'll have to pay fifty thousand,” the driver casually remarked after checking the damage.

“What? Fifty thousand? Just for a broken light?”

I looked at the driver in shock, not because I couldn't afford it but because it seemed a lot to ask for just for a tail lamp. Evidently, he was trying to take advantage of me.

“Miss, can you take a good look at what car this is? It costs three million. Therefore, how can a tail lamp be considered expensive at fifty thousand?”