Michael merely stared at the keys in my hand without saying anything. I had no inkling of his thoughts at that very moment.

When he didn’t take the keys from me after a long time had passed, I placed them on the table. Then, I strode away while wheeling my suitcase behind me.

“Anna Garcia, mark my words, you’ll willingly be my woman.”

Michael’s tepid voice sounded just when I had reached the door.

Stopping short, I whirled around and gaped at him though I could only see his back. I had no idea what he meant by that statement, and it wasn’t my concern anymore.

 

Suppressing the butterflies fluttering in my stomach, I turned around and left.

Upon returning to Natalie’s house, I was greeted by the sight of her cooking dinner. That was the first time she was preparing dinner after her breakup. Hence, I wasn’t entirely certain whether she had truly gotten over her breakup or merely putting on a brave front so that I wouldn’t worry.

After wheeling my suitcase to the room I previously occupied, I went to the kitchen.

 

“Anna, there aren’t many groceries since I didn’t go out in the past few days. So, we’ll have to put up with an abysmal fare tonight,” Natalie murmured with apology etched on her face while frying vegetables.

“It’s okay. I’m not that hungry tonight anyway, so a simple fare is sufficient. I’ll treat you to a feast tomorrow night!”

 

mood, I planned to treat her to a feast tomorrow and let her vent her negative emotions recently since she was

feast? What are you treating me

to have a feast, she instantly perked up. She

do you want

 It looks like she feels better when food is brought into

to eat

me, answering right away without the slightest hesitation when I asked

to whatever you

a good mood that I

back. After having a simple dinner

lay on the bed, my mind was filled with

mean by his statement earlier tonight of making me his woman willingly sooner or later? Aren’t things over between us? Or could it be that he still hasn’t given up and is planning

to think about him! I have nothing whatsoever to do

midnight. When

at myself. Michael doesn’t even care about me, yet I’m thinking about him every day.

slapped myself while staring into the mirror. Irately applying some light makeup, I concealed the dark circles under my eyes. Otherwise, others would know that

hard work, I felt that it was perfect. However, Michael again rejected it. This time, I was much smarter and didn’t argue with him. I merely returned to my table with the rejected

kind of man who was amenable to persuasion but not coercion. Thus, it would do me no

ideas. Honestly speaking, I truly loathed him at that moment, but

only be accomplishing his goal if I were to

phone rang. The moment I saw that it was a call from Yuval, I suddenly remembered that I asked him out on a date today in Michael’s office

flustered. For a moment, I didn’t know what to say

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