I didn’t shy away from Michael’s gaze. Even though his terrifying aura scared me, I refused to yield.

“I’ll prove to you that the little lawyer doesn’t deserve your affection.”

 

As soon as he said that, he turned around and left.

After leaving the office, I dropped by the supermarket to buy some groceries before going back to the house in Birchwood.

Back home, I washed my hands and started cooking dinner. Due to being used to living with Natalie, I cooked two portions of dinner out of habit. As I sat at the dining table and stared at the amount of food, my heart clenched painfully.

 

Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to stop thinking about anything upsetting and picked up the cutlery to dig into my food. Just then, the sound of the door opening reached my ears. Stunned, I whipped my head toward the door.

Feeling scared was inevitable when I was living alone in a house, especially during the night. After all, there were many cases of breaking and entering, as well as young women being attacked in their own homes.

I was born with a wild imagination, so I felt somewhat nervous at that moment.

 

But when I saw Michael appearing through the door, I exhaled in relief.

However, it was short-lived. When my mind registered that it was Michael, I became nervous all over again, but for a different reason.

 

are you

walked in, recalling the little dispute we had at the office

me he came here so late at night just to

for

thought of that left me with frayed nerves, and a hint of wariness entered

over tonight.” Michael sat down across from me with furrowed brows and

I remember what he said about working twice as hard to satisfy him, which did nothing to make me

failed me as I looked at him in embarrassment. Knowing that he was here for sex, I

of delight. Then, he unceremoniously picked up a pair of cutleries and started

his head to look at me with

felt warm and fuzzy on the inside. I stared at him in

I had cooked dinner for him. I was merely used to cooking two portions of dinner after living

did, he’d definitely get mad. Hence, it was better to let him think that I cooked

I ate my dinner in silence while debating if I should

that night and Natalie probably hated me right now, the thought of John playing with her feelings made me want to expose him

my face, Michael put down his cutlery and asked indifferently, “What are you thinking of?

again? Why does he keep mentioning Yuval in front of me? What has Yuval ever done

to have something against Yuval, and I didn’t like it one bit. However, I

just thinking how to make Natalie believe me

but she still refused to believe me, and it left

easy,” Michael replied in a

you have an idea?” I quickly

When that happens, she’ll know you weren’t lying to her. This

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