Chapter 294 A Sense Of Disquiet

I really couldn’t understand why Michael would do such a thing.

Time ticked by, and the two of them finally exited the restaurant about a little over an hour later.

Emma looked blissful as she took Michael’s arm while he remained expressionless. I couldn’t read his mind.

The duo climbed into the car and drove off. However, they weren’t heading toward Birchwood.

Watching as his car drove further away, I sprinted after him for a short distance. Alas, a human was no match for a car.

The corners of my mouth curved into a bitter smile.

Was my happiness a mere illusion? Does he really love me?

I started making my way home forlornly. Vivid images of them together kept replaying in my mind. A burning desire to know exactly why they were meeting each other seized me.

After what seemed like hours, I halted in my tracks and rummaged out my phone to call Michael.

It rang for an eternity before his alluring and low voice drifted out from the other end of the phone. “What’s the matter? Are you not in bed yet?”

His voice was still as gentle as ever, and I couldn’t hear anything different at all. The calmer he sounded, the deeper I fell into the icy abyss.

“Where are you right now?”

Suppressing the tremor in my voice, I did my utmost best to sound calm and collected.

no time. Rest earlier if you’re tired.

all the more tender, and I could even imagine a faint smile on

he smiles. It’s mesmerizing. If I hadn’t seen him with Emma tonight, I would be moved by his tenderness. Now, however, I merely feel

be hanging up,

couldn’t quite hold my emotions back, so I hurriedly hung

the impulse to confront Michael. I wanted to hear his explanation, yet I was afraid

come clean with me. From the look of things now, that is

no inkling of where he went with Emma or what they did, I

to be true. Emma was an exceedingly beautiful woman,

Michael had been restraining himself because I was pregnant. I was truly afraid that he couldn’t

passed before he finally came home, looking a tad tired. I could smell the stench of alcohol

into the house, I merely threw him a placid

tell you not

Upon seeing that I was

my mind was running amok with tons

I dodged his kiss. At that very moment, my expression

gaze

tired. I’m going back to the room to

confronted by his chagrined gaze, but I didn’t want to

bedroom without even sparing him a

His eyes remained fixated on my back

ceiling blankly. My mind was filled with images of Michael with Emma together. I wondered if he had regretted choosing me over Emma or whether

the torment that coursed through me. Clutching the covers tightly with both hands, I couldn’t help

door pierced the room as Michael came in. When I heard his footsteps, I immediately closed my eyes and feigned

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