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 doing

recalling the

late at

a CEO of a big corporation, for God’s sake. He can’t

with frayed nerves, and a hint of wariness

I’d be coming over tonight.” Michael sat down across from me with

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

embarrassment. Knowing that he was here for

seeing the food I had made, his eyes flashed with a trace of delight. Then, he unceremoniously picked

he raised his head to look at me with a charming smile. “Not bad. You even remembered to cook

warm and fuzzy on the inside. I stared at him in a daze for quite some time before returning to

also grumbled silently about him assuming that I had cooked dinner for him. I was merely used to cooking

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

of him, I ate my dinner in silence while debating if

strained that night and Natalie probably hated me right now, the thought of John

on my face, Michael put down his cutlery and asked indifferently,

he keep mentioning Yuval in front of me? What has Yuval ever done to

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

make Natalie believe me and realize that

out for her the other day, but she still refused to believe me, and it left a

Michael replied in

I quickly asked, staring at him

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

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