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.

just finished dinner with a client. I’ll be home in no time. Rest earlier if you’re tired. You don’t need to wait

voice turned all the more tender, and I could even imagine a

seen him with Emma tonight, I would be moved by

be hanging up,

hold my emotions back, so I hurriedly hung up before tears escaped

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

the initiative to come clean with me. From the

no inkling of where he went with Emma or what they did, I didn’t dare mull

was an exceedingly beautiful woman, and she outshone

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

tired. I could smell the

he stepped into the house, I merely threw him a placid glance

tell you

I was still awake, he cradled my

I would never reject him. However, my mind was running amok with tons of questions—what did they

his kiss. At that very

gaze was tinged with disgruntlement as he

back to the room to

his chagrined gaze, but I

the bedroom without

crease of Michael’s brows deepened. His eyes remained fixated on my back

mind was filled with images of Michael with Emma together.

I brood about it, the greater the torment that coursed through me. Clutching the covers tightly with both hands, I couldn’t help hammering my head a few times to

heard his footsteps,

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