It was a sleepless night for me. When I looked into the mirror the next morning, I sighed irritably upon seeing the dark circles under my eyes.

I prepared some breakfast for myself but didn’t have an appetite. Thus, I only ate a little bit and went to the office.

 

Never did I expect Michael to be serious about working in Joyful Success for half a year, but he actually set up his own office here.

Glancing at the temporary CEO’s office a short distance away, I began to worry about what happened with Michael the previous night.

I felt skittish every time I saw him, so I really didn’t know how I was going to get through the next six months of seeing him every day.

 

Fortunately for me, Michael was a workaholic and treated everyone else like thin air whenever he was working. Naturally, he didn’t make things difficult for me either.

Just before getting off work, I was arranging the files on my desk when my phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, panic rose in me when I saw that it was Yuval.

I peeked at Michael’s office guiltily.

 

Seeing as his attention was focused on a document in his hand, I quickly picked up the call.

“Anna, are you still at work? What took you so long to answer?”

 

Yuval’s warm and gentle voice drifted across the line.

I answered blandly and shot another

this time, I found Michael

collided, I was thrown into a frenzy and quickly looked away. For some reason, I felt guilty for

seen each other for a few days now. Let’s have dinner

jerked me back to my

“Uhm, I…”

him for another six months. During this period of time, there was no way

but because I finally found a man who I was compatible with, and who was willing to marry me. I didn’t want to go

me, it was very difficult to find a suitable man to spend the rest of my life with. Not to mention, I might never be able to find another

wrong, Anna? You can’t

sounded again, and I could detect the disappointment

not it. Then

about to agree to Yuval’s invitation, but

documents here that need sorting.

me, Michael looked at me with an icy and unreadable expression on his

“Oh, okay…”

dumbly at Michael, unable to snap out

sorry, Yuval. I may need to work overtime tonight.

Michael had given me a good excuse, I couldn’t deny that I

had also heard Michael’s orders from the other end of the line, I wasn’t worried that he’d get the wrong

Carry on with your work. Let’s

a considerate man as he didn’t make a big deal out of

call, I breathed a long sigh of relief. I couldn’t tell if it was because of my relationship with Michael, but I

still standing at the same spot, I instinctively backed away a few steps

awkwardly, “Which documents

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