Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 69

The clothes hanging in the dressing room were all suits and shirts. Even the shoes in there were almost all black leather shoes.

Well, well… almost all his clothes are suits. In fact, I don’t see any casual clothes at all.

I randomly snagged one of Michael’s white shirts and promptly put it on.

My shirt wasn’t fit to be worn anymore, so I could only make do with his shirt. After all, I couldn’t possibly go about his house in my birthday suit.

His shirt was very big, so it fell to midthigh on me. While it appeared rather odd, it was far better than my torn shirt.

When I went downstairs, Michael was sitting in the living room with his legs crossed elegantly. As I looked at him from afar, I could sense the innate regality he exuded.

Hearing my footsteps, he glanced over his shoulder. The moment he saw that I was wearing his shirt, his alluring brows creased deeply.

Gazing into his eyes, I suddenly remembered that he had mysophobia. Could it be that the look in his eyes now is of reproach because I’m wearing his shirt?

“My shirt is torn, so I have no choice but to wear yours temporarily. But don’t worry, for I’ll definitely wash it before returning it to you,” I hastily explained, looking at him anxiously.

I was rather diffident since I took it without his permission.

Despite that, he was still eyeing me up and down. I couldn’t fathom his thoughts, and precisely for that reason, I felt all the edgier.

“You know what, I’ll change out of it right away.”

Hanging my head, I spun around to go upstairs and change out of the shirt after saying that morosely.

How stingy! Is this necessary when I just wanted to borrow his shirt for a while? It’s of no consequence to him!

voice drifted over. “Just leave it on since you’re already wearing it. I didn’t say

was placid as he spoke. Whirling around, I looked at

still standing there? Hurry up and cook! Or

started walking over to

threw him a disgruntled look before grousing, “Why must I cook

mouthy, Anna! The housekeepers have the day off,

much, I had no

dragged my

kitchen, I opened it, only to be greeted by bare shelves that held only

the fridge,” I said to Michael in exasperation after glancing at the

eat at home since I’m entertaining clients almost every day,” Michael, who was drinking coffee in the living room, answered nonchalantly upon hearing my

I wonder how his perfect figure came to be when

 What can I cook with a few tomatoes and eggs? I can’t be

for what seemed an

past, I used to cook noodles since I didn’t want to spend too much

eggs with tomatoes, I then cooked two bowls of noodles

the apron, I uttered mildly to Michael, who was reading in the living room, “Alright,

hearing my voice, he put down the book in his hands and strode

his lips tilted into a faint arc, he

me and glimpsed the food on the table, his face

is this all you cooked for dinner after spending hours in

incredulously while pointing at one of the bowls

cook such a simple fare either,

shifted a bowl to my front and poured half of the scrambled eggs with tomatoes

Michael’s brows scrunched even deeper, and

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