Love from My Dominant Boss

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.

turned all the more tender, and I could

If I hadn’t seen him with Emma tonight, I would be moved by his tenderness. Now,

be hanging

couldn’t quite hold my emotions back, so I hurriedly hung up before tears escaped

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

that he’d take the initiative to come clean with me. From the look of things now, that is just wishful thinking

home over an hour later, Michael still wasn’t back. Despite having no inkling of where he went with Emma

to be true. Emma was an exceedingly beautiful woman, and she

Michael had been restraining himself because I was pregnant. I was truly afraid that

passed before he finally came home, looking a tad tired. I could

placid glance because I didn’t quite know what to say

you not to

that I was still awake, he cradled my face to

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

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

brows furrowed in displeasure, and his gaze

back to the room to

frantically explain myself when confronted by his chagrined gaze, but I didn’t want

without even sparing

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

on the bed, I stared at the 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 they rendezvous at her house

the torment that coursed through me. Clutching the covers tightly with both hands, I

When I heard his footsteps,