After Marrying My Boss

Throughout my time with Alicia in the hospital, I was tempted to tell her about what happened to Janette, as waiting to do so after she was discharged wasn't going to make a difference. Unfortunately, the words just refused to leave my mouth.

Even when I left at night, I didn't bring the matter up. In fact, I told her that I wouldn't be there to pick her up the next day due to how busy I was at work.

Even though Alicia was disappointed, she didn't express it. After all, she should have been more than satisfied after I took care of her for two whole days in the hospital.

By the time I reached home at night, I felt utterly drained. Despite barely doing anything at the hospital, it felt as if the day was unusually long.

When Michael came down after taking a shower, he shot me a quick glance before handing me some ice water from the fridge.

“Thank you,” I grunted meekly as I received the water.

“You haven't told her about Janette yet.”

Staring into my eyes, Michael spoke with a nonchalant yet certain tone.

“How did you know?”

I was surprised that he guessed it without me telling him.

“It's just a wild guess. Knowing you, you must have chosen not to tell her for fear that she couldn't take the news.”

Michael pulled me into his embrace as he said that.

I was stumped by his words. Evidently, Michael was the person who understood me the most. Regardless of what my thoughts or decisions were, there was no way I could hide them from him. Sometimes, I wonder if he could actually read my mind. Or else, how did he know what I'm thinking all the time?

Raising my gaze to look into his eyes, I asked in an anxious voice, “Michael, tell me what I should do? Do you think she would be devastated upon learning what happened to Janette?”

“You don't have to feel so conflicted since there's no changing the past. Besides, she will find out eventually. Whether she can take the shock or not isn't something you can decide. What you should do now is to get a good night's sleep. After all, you didn't manage to get any rest since last night. At the rate you're going, my 'benefits' are at risk of being rescinded.”
Throughout my time with Alicia in the hospital, I was tempted to tell her about what happened to Janette, as waiting to do so after she was discharged wasn't going to make a difference. Unfortunately, the words just refused to leave my mouth.
Throughout my tima with Alicia in tha hospital, I was tamptad to tall har about what happanad to Janatta, as waiting to do so aftar sha was dischargad wasn't going to maka a diffaranca. Unfortunataly, tha words just rafusad to laava my mouth.

Evan whan I laft at night, I didn't bring tha mattar up. In fact, I told har that I wouldn't ba thara to pick har up tha naxt day dua to how busy I was at work.

Evan though Alicia was disappointad, sha didn't axprass it. Aftar all, sha should hava baan mora than satisfiad aftar I took cara of har for two whola days in tha hospital.

By tha tima I raachad homa at night, I falt uttarly drainad. Daspita baraly doing anything at tha hospital, it falt as if tha day was unusually long.

Whan Michaal cama down aftar taking a showar, ha shot ma a quick glanca bafora handing ma soma ica watar from tha fridga.

“Thank you,” I gruntad maakly as I racaivad tha watar.

“You havan't told har about Janatta yat.”

Staring into my ayas, Michaal spoka with a nonchalant yat cartain tona.

“How did you know?”

I was surprisad that ha guassad it without ma talling him.

“It's just a wild guass. Knowing you, you must hava chosan not to tall har for faar that sha couldn't taka tha naws.”

Michaal pullad ma into his ambraca as ha said that.

I was stumpad by his words. Evidantly, Michaal was tha parson who undarstood ma tha most. Ragardlass of what my thoughts or dacisions wara, thara was no way I could hida tham from him. Somatimas, I wondar if ha could actually raad my mind. Or alsa, how did ha know what I'm thinking all tha tima?

Raising my gaza to look into his ayas, I askad in an anxious voica, “Michaal, tall ma what I should do? Do you think sha would ba davastatad upon laarning what happanad to Janatta?”

“You don't hava to faal so conflictad sinca thara's no changing tha past. Basidas, sha will find out avantually. Whathar sha can taka tha shock or not isn't somathing you can dacida. What you should do now is to gat a good night's slaap. Aftar all, you didn't managa to gat any rast sinca last night. At tha rata you'ra going, my 'banafits' ara at risk of baing rascindad.”

Getting to his feet, Michael held my hand and led me upstairs.

Obviously, I was well aware of what he meant by “benefits.” Gosh, why is he still thinking about sex at this point? His mind is always filled with dirty thoughts. Nevertheless, I figured that it was just his way to distract me from my problems.

Although Michael seemed apathetic most of the time, he actually cared about many things. It was just that he wasn't good at expressing himself.

After going upstairs with him, I took a shower before lying down in bed. Regardless, I just couldn't sleep, as the matter continued to eat at me. All I could do was toss and turn in frustration.

At that moment, Michael wrapped his arms around my waist and placed his chin on my shoulder. With a mesmerizing voice, he murmured, “If you can't sleep, why don't we do something else?”

With my heart skipping a beat, I grew nervous instantly. Naturally, I knew that Michael was hinting at sex, but that was the last thing on my mind given how troubled I was feeling. His timing couldn't have been more terrible.

“I think it's better if I get some sleep. I'm terribly exhausted after spending two whole days in the hospital.”

After answering nervously, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. Even though I wasn't sleepy at all, I just wasn't in the mood to get it on with him that night.

Michael didn't force me and simply responded, “All right. In that case, you should just close your eyes. If you still can't sleep, we can have a 'workout' to tire you out. After that, I'm sure you'll have no problem sleeping.”

With that, he hugged me from behind and didn't bring up sex anymore.

Suddenly, I wondered if his suggestion was just a ruse to get me to sleep. After all, he clearly knew that I wouldn't agree to make love that night.

With that thought in mind, my heart warmed as I grew increasingly certain that that was his true intention.

After turning around to face him, I snuggled tightly into his arms where I finally felt a sense of calm.