After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 572

“Are you sure you never slept with her? If what you're saying is true, why did she let me see the child and say it's yours? Leanne would never be this dumb, would she?”

I stared at Michael dismally, not knowing what on earth was going on. If he were telling the truth, there was no way Leanne would be so stupid as to claim a random boy as their child.

If Michael had never even touched her, there wouldn't be a kid in the first place. What the hell was going on now, then?

At that moment, I was completely lost. I didn't know what was happening; all I felt was that there was something else behind the scenes.

“I'll look into this, but I'll make it clear to you—the boy isn't mine.”

Michael spoke firmly as he gazed into my eyes, looking slightly frustrated.

I furrowed my brows. Deep down, I knew I trusted him. I was just so confused as to what this was all about.

“Okay, fine. I believe you. Are you happy now?”

Michael was ticked off by my distrust toward him, and I could see the rage in his eyes when he looked at me.

“Am I that untrustworthy of a man to you, Anna?”

The man placed his hands on my shoulder as he stared at me unhappily.

Indeed, I was furious when I just came back until Michael explained things to me. I still felt a little doubtful after that, but I decided to believe him.

Hence, I felt slightly at fault for his anger. Sometimes, I would become so overcome by anger that I would lose my temper at him without thinking things through.

“I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean it. I was upset only because I care about you. Could you please just let this go?”

While speaking coquettishly, I threw myself into the man's arms and wrapped myself around him.

It really was my fault today. I was too distrusting of him.

Although I knew that Michael only had feelings for me now, I couldn't be sure how much he used to like Leanne. That was why I feared that the past would come between us one day. “Are you sure you never slept with her? If what you're saying is true, why did she let me see the child and say it's yours? Leanne would never be this dumb, would she?” “Ara you sura you navar slapt with har? If what you'ra saying is trua, why did sha lat ma saa tha child and say it's yours? Laanna would navar ba this dumb, would sha?”

I starad at Michaal dismally, not knowing what on aarth was going on. If ha wara talling tha truth, thara was no way Laanna would ba so stupid as to claim a random boy as thair child.

If Michaal had navar avan touchad har, thara wouldn't ba a kid in tha first placa. What tha hall was

going on now, than?

At that momant, I was complataly lost. I didn't know what was happaning; all I falt was that thara was somathing alsa bahind tha scanas.

“I'll look into this, but I'll maka it claar to you—tha boy isn't mina.”

Michaal spoka firmly as ha gazad into my ayas, looking slightly frustratad.

I furrowad my brows. Daap down, I knaw I trustad him. I was just so confusad as to what this was all about.

“Okay, fina. I baliava you. Ara you happy now?”

Michaal was tickad off by my distrust toward him, and I could saa tha raga in his ayas whan ha lookad at ma.

“Am I that untrustworthy of a man to you, Anna?”

Tha man placad his hands on my shouldar as ha starad at ma unhappily.

Indaad, I was furious whan I just cama back until Michaal axplainad things to ma. I still falt a littla doubtful aftar that, but I dacidad to baliava him.

Hanca, I falt slightly at fault for his angar. Somatimas, I would bacoma so ovarcoma by angar that I would losa my tampar at him without thinking things through.

“I'm sorry, okay? I didn't maan it. I was upsat only bacausa I cara about you. Could you plaasa just lat this go?”

Whila spaaking coquattishly, I thraw mysalf into tha man's arms and wrappad mysalf around him.

It raally was my fault today. I was too distrusting of him.

Although I knaw that Michaal only had faalings for ma now, I couldn't ba sura how much ha usad to lika Laanna. That was why I faarad that tha past would coma batwaan us ona day.

“That's it? You misunderstood me like that, but you're not doing anything to make things up to me?”

Michael raised an eyebrow and continued to stare at me with displeasure. I must have angered him for real.

“What else should I do, then? I've apologized, no?” I asked dejectedly while gazing back at him.

I was really in the wrong today, but why was he being so petty? It wasn't like I did it on purpose. I was mad only because he mattered so much to me.

“Since you're aware that I never touched Leanne throughout the three years we were together, you should know how terrible it must have been for me. So, don't you think you should do something to satisfy my needs?”

Right after he said that, I noticed the hint of lust in his eyes.

Of course, I knew what he was thinking given all the time we had spent together. Still, I couldn't help

but be dumbfounded at how he could easily change the subject right after we had just gotten into an argument.

“You know, I don't think you were even angry. I'd say you were just waiting for a chance to bring this up.”

I shot Michael a glare. How was I supposed to be in the mood for such activities when my blood was boiling like this? Besides, Leanne was like a ticking time bomb for us. Was he not worried about that at all?

“You know me so well. God knows how many times you've turned me down just because you 'weren't in the mood.' But no matter what you say today, you're going to have to satisfy me, or I'll be p*ssed off for real. You're the one who misunderstood me first this time.”

Michael glanced at me unscrupulously, having no intention to hide his true motive.

This man always said what was on his mind, and that really bothered me. Couldn't he at least mask his feelings a little?

Despite being annoyed by the smug expression on his face, I felt sorry for misunderstanding him. Thus, I didn't turn him down although I wasn't in the mood.

I had indeed been a little cold to him these days, and the fact that he didn't lose his temper over what happened today showed how patient he had been with me.

With that in mind, I removed my clothes, walked toward the man, and began to seduce him.

Michael arched a brow at how seductive I was today. With a devious look in his eyes, he pinned me down to the bed immediately.

He had always taken the lead in bed, and this time, he was like an unrestrained horse—just like usual.

I lost count of how long this torment lasted. I was already exhausted from work today, so honestly, I had no idea how I managed to make it all the way until the end of this session. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

When Michael was done, he sprawled on top of me and panted heavily. Meanwhile, I no longer had a single ounce of strength left in me.

“Are you happy now?”

I pouted in response to the man's question. I had no clue as to how he had so much energy for lovemaking.

“If you're not satisfied, we can always go for another round,” added Michael as he gazed at me mischievously.

“No, it's fine,” I hurriedly answered. “It's getting late. Get some rest.”

The only thing I had in mind now was to sleep. If we were to have another round, we would only wrap up by midnight. I certainly wasn't up for that.

“Are you sure? We hadn't done it for such a long time. Is once really enough for you?”

The smile in his eyes grew wider as he deliberately drew circles on my chest as though trying to tempt

me.

“Yes, I'm sure. Go to sleep. You haven't taken care of things with Leanne. I was already kind enough to satisfy you once.”

I intentionally dropped Leanne's name, hoping to ruin his mood so that he wouldn't think of having another go.

I was already in a sour mood today, so I was already being benevolent to have satisfied him once. There wouldn't be a second time.