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.

 

you

him nervously as he walked in, recalling the little dispute we

me he came here so late at night just

for

nerves, and a hint of wariness entered my eyes that were following

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

as hard to satisfy him,

as I looked at him in embarrassment. Knowing that he was

trace of delight. Then, he unceremoniously picked up

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

when he smiled. His smile reminded me of sunshine during the winter, and I felt warm and fuzzy on the inside. I stared at

him just moments ago, I also grumbled silently about him assuming that I had cooked dinner for him. I was merely used to cooking two portions of dinner after living with Natalie

did, he’d definitely get

debating if

Natalie probably hated me right now, the thought of John playing with her feelings made me want to

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

front of me? What has Yuval ever

it one bit. However, I didn’t want

thinking how to make Natalie believe me and realize

gnawed at my chest. I already spelled everything out for her the other day, but she still refused

Michael replied in a

I quickly asked, staring at him

she’ll know you weren’t lying to her. This is

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