After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 358

Refusing to think about Michael, I climbed into the bed and tried my best to fall asleep. Suddenly, my phone rang. I was still awake, and my eyes opened the second my phone rang. It was a call from Michael.

Frowning, I initially wanted to accept the call but ultimately decided to hang up.

After I hung up and closed my eyes, I waited for a few minutes, but Michael still had not called back. I felt rather upset. Doesn't he think he at least owes me an explanation for allowing his mother to do this to me? He only called me once! After I refused to pick up, he just stopped calling me? It looks like he doesn't even take this matter seriously at all.

Just when I was fuming in rage, I heard a message notification on my phone. Thinking that it would only be Michael who would be sending me a text at a time like this, I immediately picked up my phone and checked my messages. It was a simple message: Let's talk.

It is just a single sentence. Does he need to have this kind of domineering attitude when apologizing?

I actually wanted him to give me an explanation, so I could forgive him. However, seeing his attitude, I decided not to reply or go downstairs.

Knowing my personality, Michael only sent one text message and didn't send any more.

Feeling irritated, I tossed and turned in bed and had trouble falling asleep. I didn't fall asleep until after midnight.

When I woke up in the morning, Natalie was nowhere to be seen. I saw some prepared breakfast on

the dining table along with a note: I have prepared some breakfast. Please warm it up in the microwave, ma'am.

I was touched by Natalie's simple message. She is probably the only one who treats me with such sincerity. Even Michael wasn't completely sincere with me.

I looked at the breakfast on the table. Although it was a simple breakfast, Natalie must have tried her best to get up early and prepare it for me. If she were alone, she probably would have skipped breakfast and gone to work.

After heating the sandwich, I sat at the dining table and started eating my breakfast.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and I stood up to answer the door. I thought it was someone who was looking for Natalie, but my heart skipped a beat when I saw who was at the door.

Michael appeared at the door, looking at me. I noticed that he was still wearing clothes from the night before, and it seemed like he didn't return home last night. I couldn't help but feel bad for him when I saw that.

I still refused to compromise, so I asked him coldly, “What are you doing here?” After saying that, I walked back to the dining table. Michael had allowed Josephine to test the gender of the child in my womb. I refuse to let this matter go easily. I simply refuse to let the child in my womb be disrespected in any way.

Michael frowned and followed me into Natalie's home. “Didn't you see the text message I sent you last night?”

“I did,” I replied coldly with an empty expression on my face.

“If you saw the message, why did you not come downstairs or reply to my text message?”

Michael was speaking fast, and I could sense the anger in his tone.

I didn't even have the chance to get mad, and now he is the one who's angry first? What right does he have to be angry?

“Why do I have to reply to your text? I don't think there is anything to discuss between us.”

Hearing Michael's tone, my tone became hostile in return. He was obviously in the wrong. How dare he act so righteous in front of me?

“Are you still mad about yesterday? It's just something minor. Do you have to throw such a huge tantrum and refuse to go home?”

Michael walked up to me and looked at me angrily. Ever since I got pregnant, he had never lost his temper with me. Even if he was angry, he endured it by himself.

“Something minor? Do you really think this is just something minor? Michael, don't you think you and your family have crossed the line? Who gave you all the right to do this without my consent?”

Michael thought it was just a trivial matter. I was ready to forgive him, but I didn't think I was able to do it now. Our opinions are entirely different. He can never understand what I'm thinking.

My tone was getting louder as I became emotional. Michael froze when he saw my outburst. He seemed to regret losing his temper at me, and his tone became softer. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Michael sighed as he didn't wish to talk about the matter with me anymore. “All right, let's stop fighting over this. Let bygones be bygones. There is no use getting angry over it now.”

I knew he didn't want to make me angry. However, seeing how he didn't think he did anything wrong made me even angrier.

After waiting for a night downstairs, does he really think he didn't do anything wrong?

I pointed in the direction of the door, looked at Michael, and said coldly, “I don't want to see you right now. Please leave.”

I was not in the mood to talk to Michael. No matter what I said, he would only think I was being unreasonable.

Michael frowned as his eyes simmered with rage. “Anna, are you asking me to leave?”

Michael had always been a proud man. Even when he was pampering me, he never showed signs of weakness in front of me. However, I made it clear this time I wanted him to apologize to me, and he would never do that.

“Yes, I don't want to see you! Get out now!”

I used to be afraid of Michael, but we were married now.

Michael glared at me as his eyes burned with rage. Just when I thought he was going to lose his temper and yell at me, he stood up and left.

Although I managed to get him to leave, I felt terribly upset. I didn't want to fight with him, but I felt so disappointed when I saw his attitude and actions as he handled the issue.

I rubbed the tears away from my face and laughed self-deprecatingly. Having lost my appetite, I walked out to the balcony and saw Michael drive away in anger.

His car quickly disappeared out of sight. He just left without saying a single word of apology.

I have never felt this wronged ever since we got back together. I became so upset, and for the first time, I was starting to doubt if my child would be happy growing up in the Shaw family.