Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 243 Abortion

That night, I did not manage to catch even a wink of sleep. Within my mind, all I could think of was Michael’s engagement plan with Emma.

“Michael, are you really willing to marry Emma? Won’t you regret it?”

I had been contemplating how to ask that question for a very long time, but I eventually failed to suppress my doubt. When I spoke, I was not even sure if Michael was still awake.

“So what if I’m not willing?”

He answered my question with another question.

Nonetheless, I could sense that he did not seem that bothered to proceed with the engagement.

“If you’re not willing, why would you do it then? Don’t you think spending a life with someone you don’t love is quite a miserable life?”

I turned around to face him with my eyes looking extremely earnest.

“Not everything in this life goes as we please.”

He stared back at me, his tone utterly composed. But somehow, I could felt slight helplessness in it.

I was at a loss for words at that moment. Perhaps he has a good reason to follow and accept the arrangement made by his family.

It seemed like love was not the top priority in his world.

“It’s late. We should get some sleep.”

Trying hard to suppress the sorrow in my heart, I closed my eyes after saying that.

I was petrified to continue the conversation with him. I feared that I would eventually find out that he would not cancel the engagement

still gazing at me. After a short moment, he reached his hand and caressed my face

I wished I could jump right into

am I to ask him for that? And even if I

on you might be the hardest decision I will ever have

still on my face, he whispered out

my chest heaved up and down as I tried to suppress my emotions. I could feel the sincerity in his words, but I could not comprehend

open my eyes to face him, eventually dozing off without realizing it. I slept soundly that night;

had already left when I woke up the next

at the deserted room, I felt a sudden emptiness within my heart. Are we really becoming

sat on the bed with my hands wrapped tightly around my legs. I started thinking back on all our memories. Even though Michael often treated me coldly and domineeringly, he was the only one who was there for me

at the empty bed, I could still smell his scent from it. Last night would most probably be the

to turn on the television nor the computer at all, as all

got out of my room, heading towards the hospital. On this same day, Michael would be getting

early. The doctor saw me entering

It’s not the right time for me to have a

and said

proceed with the

my decision, the doctor gave me a set of verbal

an hour later, the doctor guided me to the operating room. My

fell with a thud. It was my first time entering an operation room, so I was

face paled in fright the second I saw the doctor holding up a tool

doctor turned to look at me. I could not recognize her face as she was wearing a surgical

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