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Chapter 221

I knew that the woman was determined to force me into cutting ties with Michael and would not easily give up. Her threatening tone had caused another wave of fury to engulf me.

When I was back at home, there was still no sign of Michael. I was disappointed, as I was thinking of telling him about what happened earlier.

Unable to restrain the growing exasperation in my heart, I needed to vent my anger at once. Why are there endless hiccups in my life?

I took out Michael's red wine from the wine cabinet and slumped onto the couch. People claim that they tend to forget about their frustrations when they get drunk. Let me give it a try! I poured the red wine into a glass and started to drink.

I did not know the way to judge the quality of red wine and just finished glass by glass spontaneously. Due to my low alcohol tolerance, I started to feel giddy after gulping down a few glasses of red wine. Apart from that, my vision became blurry gradually.

Not long after that, I had finished almost half a bottle of Michael's red wine. I sensed that I had started to get drunk, yet those disgruntling moments I intended to put out of my mind appeared to be even more vivid in my mind. What's the matter? Why do I tend to remember everything better even after I'm drunk?

Drink my sorrows away? I really doubted if it was effective. I was almost drunk, yet I could not put the despair out of my mind. My heart flinched whenever I recalled how my beloved family members would readily betray me just to obtain one million.

By the time Michael reached home, I was completely drunk. Upon hearing the sound of the door opened, I turned to look in the direction of the door. The moment his figure came into view, I was overcome by a wave of indignance.

“You're back?” I forced a smile and burped. After struggling frantically to get up, I wobbled toward him.

Michael froze in his steps and knitted his brows. “Have you been drinking?” He was displeased when he caught a glimpse of the bottle of red wine which was almost empty.

As I was advancing toward him, my legs gave out abruptly, and I fell onto the floor. However, a drunken me could not feel the slightest bit of pain as I struggled to get up.

“Anna Garcia, how much did you drink? Look at how disheveled you are now!” As he raised his voice, his frown deepened into a scowl. There were flickers of fury in his eyes.

The next moment, he strode toward me and lifted me up effortlessly to the couch. Sensing the intimidating gazes of his blazing eyes, my heart started to throb again.

“Why are you shouting at me? I only drank a little,” I refuted and looked at him indignantly. Right that instant, tears started to well up in my eyes. I yearned to seek solace and comfort from him even more.

“Are you sure it's just a little bit? Anna, look at the wine bottle. You've almost finished the whole bottle! What's the matter with you? Have you gone nuts?” Michael lambasted as he pointed at it, causing me to be down in the dumps.

“I just feel like drinking some wine. What's wrong with that? Can't I have the right to even do this? Why can't I decide for my own life? Why do I need to give in to all of you all the time? Why?” Unable to restrain the growing indignance within me, I imagined that he was my parents and unleashed my wrath at him.

Those were the words stifled within me for a long time. Nonetheless, I was unable to blurt out the words whenever I was face-to-face with my parents. After all, they were the ones who nurtured me throughout these years, so I did not have the heart to be on bad terms with them.

In an instant, Michael stiffened at the sight of my agitation. When he came to his senses, there was anger simmering in his eyes as he snorted, “Anna Garcia, have you lost your mind?”

“I have put a lot of effort all this while. But, why can't all of you try to be concerned about me a bit more? I really yearn for your love and care. Since young, I have been working hard to fulfill your requests. I always think that it's because I'm not conscientious and diligent enough. Thus, after completing my studies, I work really hard to earn money. Even so, you never treat me any different, no matter how hard I try. Why? Tell me why!” I gazed at Michael with my teary eyes as I mumbled sorrowfully over and over.

For so many years, I had always wondered why my parents were treating me indifferently all the time. I had tried by all means, yet they never changed their demeanor toward me. It did not make sense if it was just because of their patriarchal mindset.

Miraculously, Michael's expression softened, and the flares in his eyes vanished speedily. He was an intelligent man and was surely able to guess what I had encountered a while ago. Thus, he strode toward me with inexplicable mixed emotions in his eyes. I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist at once and pressed my face hard against his chest.

“What happened? What did your parents do this time?” There was unmissable concern in his low, charismatic voice. Sensing my distress and helplessness, he did not shove me away from him.

“Emma bribed my parents to talk me into leaving you. She promised to give them one million for that. When I went back to my parents' house today, they even forced me to leave this city.” I sniffled and sobbed as I told him what had happened.

Despite that, I did not intend to tell on Emma and request Michael to stand up for me. I just wanted to pour out my heart to him. Compared to my parents, he was someone a lot closer to me at the moment.

As snippets of my family members forcing me to leave flashed across my mind, my tears started flowing like a river. I wiped my tears and snot instinctively with Michael's shirt. At that very moment, I had forgotten that the man was germophobic!

Another wave of anger flared in his eyes again. At the peak of his fury, he almost lashed out at me once more. Yet, sensing my indignance, he somehow suppressed his anger and held himself back.

After quite a while, he asked indifferently, “So Emma did that?” Even though he had seemingly softened, he was still giving off an intimidating vibe.

“Yeah, she had threatened me numerous times, yet I never gave in to her. I've never expected her to use my parents against me.”

My lips curved into a self-deprecating smile as I squinted tipsily at Michael. Once again, my money- minded parents could not resist the charm of money and would rather let me be the sacrificial lamb.

As I embraced Michael tightly, his unique scent seemed to calm me down gradually. Whenever I was alongside him, I could at least sense a little warmth. At least there's still someone who cares about me.

 

Chapter 222

I shuddered as a surge of fear crept into my heart. Wrapping my arms tightly around Michael, I then murmured helplessly, “You're the only person by my side now. The only one...” I feared that he would treat me just like how my parents did. I was in great fear—fearful of being given up by everyone else, just like my parents.

I could feel Michael's body tremble upon hearing my words. Instantaneously, he embraced me tightly, sending ripples of warmth that seemed to ease the uneasiness in my heart.

“I will get this matter resolved.” Even if I was not sure what he was referring to, the firmness in his tone managed to calm me down in an instant. Apart from that, my confidence was boosted in a way.

With him beside me, I did not feel like I was abandoned and all alone.

Burying my face in Michael's chest, I blurted out everything deep down in my heart all this while. “Michael, do you know that I have been leading a hectic life throughout these years? I'm both physically and emotionally exhausted. Apart from working hard every day, there seem to be endless issues at home for me to attend to. Life has been really stressful for me. I'm just yearning for a simple life that is less stressful. Is that considered wishful thinking that I shouldn't have?”

I only had a simple wish. Apart from the love and care from my parents, I wished to lead a peaceful and happy life with my family. Nevertheless, it was like a dream which was impossible to be fulfilled.

“Anna, pull yourself together!” Michael furrowed his brows as he snapped at me. Besides empathy, there were flickers of rage in his eyes.

“Do you think I still have the right to ask for more?” I smiled bitterly. Even though it was just a simple

wish, I could not even assure if it would become a reality. Thus, I always reminded myself not to build castles in the air.

“You're worthy of something even better!” Michael commented domineeringly as he looked at me firmly.

At that, my heart skipped a beat. I was utterly touched at his words. After all, Natalie used to be the only one by my side all this while whenever I was down.

That night, I never let go of Michael as I cried my heart out to vent my anger and distress. Surprisingly, he was also unusually patient with me and did not push me away in exasperation. As my tears trickled down my cheeks profusely, I drifted off into sleep.

I woke up the next morning with a throbbing headache. Aside from that, I was feeling uncomfortable all over.

Massaging my temples, my mind was a complete blank. When I came to my senses again, I racked my brain, trying to recall what happened the previous night. But because I was probably too drunk, I could hardly remember anything.

“Well, well... You finally woke up. I thought you would sleep till this afternoon.” Michael's mocking tone sounded abruptly from the side of the window.

I turned in the direction of his voice. To my surprise, he was standing in front of the window, gazing at me. As he had his back to the sunlight, I could not really make out his expression from his silhouette.

“W-Why are you still here? Are you not going to the office?” I looked at him and stammered sheepishly.

“Have you forgotten how drunk you were last night? You hugged me and cried for hours till midnight. As a result, my entire body is aching now. Yet, right now, you still have the heart to urge me to go to work?” He raised his brows and strode toward me.

I hugged him last night and cried for hours? Really?

I tried hard to recall what had actually happened the night before. Hmm... it seems that he's right...

I can't believe that I had cried and wailed in front of Michael last night! My disheveled appearance must've scared him! Ugh... What an embarrassment!

Meanwhile, Michael fixed his gaze on my face without uttering any words. Pin-drop silence ensued in the room, resulting in a tense atmosphere. Eventually, I mustered up my courage to break the silence and apologize to him awkwardly, “Um... I'm sorry. I didn't mean it.”

“I'll settle the issue with Emma!” Michael paused and enunciated, “Live your own life! You don't have to put yourself in a tight spot because of anyone, not even your parents!”

He seldom talked to me about my family, and I understood that he was motivating me in a way. Deep down, I was grateful to him for his great concern.

“Michael, thank you.” I looked into his eyes to express my sincerest gratitude. To me, he had undoubtedly kept me a companion during my loneliest and most helpless moments. I was thankful to him for everything. Even if I knew that I must try to be strong, I really loved the moment when he tried to protect me. That was when I could feel his great concern for me.

Michael looked awkward when I thanked him sincerely. He shifted his gaze away from me as if he was trying to conceal his awkwardness. “Have a good rest today since it's Saturday. I need to go out to take care of something.” After that, he strode out of the bedroom without hesitation.

I had no idea what Michael was occupied with on a Saturday. Anyway, I did not have any right to question him on that. Since I was still having a hangover headache, I grabbed the opportunity to get some sleep and relax.

By the time I woke up again, it was already in the afternoon. I was awakened by the ringtone of my phone.

I whipped out my phone beneath my pillow instantly. My brows knitted when I noticed that it was a call from my mom. I was pretty sure she was giving me the call to pester me into leaving Michael again.

Without hesitation, I hung up the phone. I had had enough the night before and was not in the mood to hear any of her pestering words.

Nonetheless, she was persistent this round. Not long after I hung up, my phone rang again. To my dismay, it was her again.

I grimaced in frustration as I did not feel like entertaining her. Even so, I was aware that it would only make things worse if I refused to answer her call. She might head straight to my office to confront me later. By then, the relationship between Michael and me would be revealed in broad daylight.

The moment I answered the call, my mom's bellow of anger sounded from the other end of the line.

“Anna, how dare you hung up my call earlier. Do you still have any respect for me? Are you trying to

give me a stroke?”

My temples started to throb because of my mom's high-pitched tone again. Thus, I had to bring the phone further away from my ear. Even if I could foresee her demeanor toward me after what happened yesterday, I could not resist but feel depressed and frustrated.

“Mom, I'm busy at the moment. If you make this call just to lash out at me, I'll hang up now.” Still enraged with what happened the night before, I answered coldly and was about to hang up.

“What have you done? The woman named Emma has suddenly changed her mind. Anna, our one million is gone because of you! Damn it!” Before I could hang up, my mom lambasted again in utter exasperation.

I was too dumbfounded to speak. Has Emma really change her mind? Was Michael behind all this?

He was apparently the only person who could let Emma change her mind. Again, I was touched by what the man had done for me. When I was in deep waters, he came to my rescue again and had the issue resolved.

“I didn't do anything, and I have no idea about it.” I placed the phone back to my ear and answered coldly.

 

Chapter 223

“How dare you tell me it's not your fault when you're the reason she has changed her mind?”

Mom refused to believe me and held me accountable for her loss once again.

Apart from Steven, money was the next thing she cared about the most. Since she wasn't able to get her hands on the one million, she was devastated by the loss.

“Your opinion has nothing to do with me! I'll repeat myself for one last time! This has nothing to do with me! I won't agree to leave even if Emma doesn't change her mind! It's time for you to give up!”

As infuriated as Mom might be, I was equally irked. She had placed my future at stake for her personal gain.

Is she indicating that my future is nothing as compared to a million? Has she any idea of all the sacrifices I have made over the years? After spending years to get to where I am, she's asking me to start all over again!

“You're such an ungrateful daughter! How dare you get full of yourself and talk back against me? Have you forgotten that I'm your mother?”

No matter how irritated I was back in the day, I would listen to her. That was the first time I made myself clear I wouldn't give in. She was taken aback by my response.

“Mom, if you think I'm taking you for granted, so be it! Over the years, I have tried my best to fulfill your demands! Stop pushing your luck unless you're ready to live a life without me!”

I had made up my mind to sever ties with them if she continued bringing up the absurd request. No longer could I stand them and their demands anymore.

They had never considered me a member of the family. In fact, they had brought upon nothing apart from misery in my life. Michael was right—no one, not even my parents, was in a position to mess with my life.

I won't tolerate them any further! I have been trying my best to please them over the years! It's about time to put an end to everything!

I had no intention to forsake them, but I thought I needed to consider my needs instead of placing others before myself. With that being said, I would no longer entertain any of their absurd requests.

Mom, who was on the other end, got increasingly infuriated. A few seconds of silence later, she yelled, “Are you trying to threaten me? Stop getting ahead of yourself just because you're an adult!”

“Mom, I'm not! Instead, you're the one who's pushing your luck! I can't believe you're willing to ruin my future over one million! What makes you think I'll agree to listen to you?”

I started burning with rage when I recalled Mom was about to turn my life upside down over one million. No one in their right mind, including me, would give in to their absurd demand.

“Y-You!”

“Mom, if there's nothing else, stop calling me in the future! I'll transfer two thousand to you on a monthly basis and nothing more! I won't entertain any of your silly requests anymore!”

I interrupted her before she could finish her sentence. As soon as I made myself clear, I wrapped up the conversation and hung up the call.

Two thousand was more than enough to cover their expenses living in the suburbs. I wouldn't mind giving them extra if they needed it for something else, such as visiting the doctor.

I had generated every single cent through working my ass off. It wouldn't be ridiculous to take care of Mom and Dad, but I wouldn't do the same for Steven. He had to stop relying on me when he was capable of making a living. I couldn't possibly support him throughout the rest of his life.

After blurting out the things I had in mind for a long time, I wasn't in the mood to sleep anymore.

Although I was upset things seemed to have gotten to the point of no return between Mom and me, I was glad to take it off my shoulders. I jumped out of bed and got myself dressed before heading out to make myself something to eat. After going through an entire day without having a meal, I couldn't stand it anymore.

The moment I reached the living room, Michael showed up in the foyer.

I asked, “Where have you been?”

I guessed Michael was the one behind Emma's sudden change of mind. Therefore, I was grateful for the things he had done behind the scenes.

If it weren't because of him, Mom would continue forcing me into submission with everything she had under her disposal.

He answered my query with an indifferent look, “I was out with Emma.”

I knew he had resolved the issue on my behalf.

Smiling, I expressed my heartfelt gratitude. “Thanks, Michael! If it weren't because of you, my parents wouldn't have given up!”

“Actually, I'm not trying to do you a favor. I'm just resolving an issue of mine. I hate it when others poke their nose into my business. This is the second time Emma tries to cross the boundaries.”

Michael had warned Emma to mind her own business. However, she continued pushing her luck after another few days. Thus, Michael couldn't stand it anymore.

Although he ensured me he had been doing it for his sake, I was glad to have him around. After all, I was the one who benefited the most.

“Actually, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep our relationship confidential if Mom shows up at the company and make a fuss out of it.”

I was afraid she would show up at the company and stop me in person again since I had made myself clear that I wouldn't give in no matter what.

Upon a simple glance, Michael nonchalantly replied as if it wasn't a big deal, “Do you think the security guards are paid for standing around idly? If they're not even able to stop your mom from making a scene, it's time to terminate them and hire someone else for the job.”

“Have you forgotten the last time-”

I was about to tell him the time Mom managed to sneak into the company when the place was heavily guarded.

Aware of the things I had in mind, Michael asserted before I could finish my sentence, “They have been fired for not carrying out their duty. The ones I have hired won't let anyone can't identify themselves into the company without my consent.”

I heaved a long sigh of relief when I heard him. Otherwise, it was about time for me to leave the company should Mom show up and make a fuss.

Michael stared at me with his face scrunched up as I started losing myself in a train of thought.

He asked, “Aren't you supposed to be getting our meal ready? Hurry up and get going!”

“O-Oh! I'll do it at once!”

Seconds after I returned to my senses, I sprinted in the direction of the kitchen.

As it was way beyond lunch hours, I wondered why he had not had his lunch with Emma when he was out with her.

Unable to keep my curiosity to myself, I asked in anticipation of his reply, “Haven't you eaten with Emma?”

He answered with his brows furrowed, “Huh? Do you think I'll dine with someone who won't stop getting on my nerves? How am I supposed to enjoy my meal when she's around?”

 

Chapter 224

I was thrilled when I heard him regard Emma as someone he disliked. I wasn't supposed to gloat over others' misfortune, but I just couldn't help it.

Whenever Michael was around me, time would pass by in the blink of an eye. It felt as if nothing else mattered as long as Michael was there for me.

In the upcoming few days, Mom stopped bothering me. Emma had stopped showing up to pick on me as well. I thought that would be the end of the incident, but that was very naïve of me.

When I was on my way to the supermarket to buy the ingredients for dinner after getting off work, a luxury car pulled over in front of me and got in my way.

I arched my brows in confusion. The moment I tried to get past the car, the passenger wound down the window. A woman in her late-forties had her eyes glued to me.

She had dolled herself up with all sorts of designer items. It was safe to assume she was a member of the upper echelon.

When she caught me staring at her, she started scrutinizing me in return. A few seconds later, she popped a question, “Anna Garcia?”

Startled by the fact she knew my name, I asked, “Huh? Do you know me?”

Who is she? Are we acquainted by any chance?

I tried my best to recall the time we encountered one another, but my effort was to no avail as I was

certain we weren't acquainted.

Instead of answering my query, she brought up something else and suggested with a deadpan look, “Ms. Garcia, care to join me for a cup of coffee?”

She was able to carry herself in an elegant manner befitting a member of the upper echelon throughout the conversation.

“I'm so sorry for being rude, but do you mind introducing yourself? I don't think we're acquainted by any means.”

I was taken aback by her request to join her for a cup of coffee as I couldn't recall anyone else bringing up a similar request during our first encounter.

“I'll answer the queries you have soon enough. There's a café that's just around the corner. We'll head over and talk over a cup of coffee.”

She wound up the window the moment she finished her sentence. A short while later, the car was pulled over in front of a nearby café.

As much as I tried to figure out her identity, my effort was to no avail. After all, a country bumkin like me couldn't possibly be acquainted with someone from the upper echelon.

Nonetheless, I ended up accepting the offer and making my way to the nearby café she had mentioned.

When I showed up, she had long taken a seat and started enjoying her cup of coffee in an elegant manner.

I brought myself to a halt before making my way over. There was something odd about her. Thus, I couldn't stop myself from being on my guard.

As soon as I took a seat opposite her, she broke the silence and asked, “Ms. Garcia, what would you like? It's my treat.”

I had a hard time figuring out the emotions associated with the question due to her tone.

Unable to keep my curiosity to myself, I asked with a confused look, “Why don't you go ahead and answer my question? Who are you?”

“I'm Josephine. Josephine Blackwood. Michael's mother.”

Josephine looked at me in the eyes and enunciated her reply.

What? She's Michael's mother? Why has she paid me a visit in person?

My mind was all over the place after I figured out her identity. I was afraid to look at her in the eyes and started looking elsewhere to avoid her gaze.

“Nice to meet you, Mrs. Shaw.”

She asked with her eyes glued to me, “Ms. Garcia, forgive me for being blunt, but are you in some sort of relationship with Michael?”

I was overwhelmed by a sense of insecurity as I couldn't be sure if she was a friend or a foe.

“I...”

I ended up stuttering since I was at a loss for words. As a result, my eyes started flickering in despair.

“Ms. Garcia, are you aware that Michael is currently in a relationship with someone else? Emma is an exceptional young woman. To be frank, she's also the family's sweetheart.”

I went dead silent in response to her question. Subsequently, Josephine carried on with the conversation in a calm and collected tone.

It sounded just like an ordinary conversation, but it was evident that her statements were double innuendos—she had indicated she wanted me to sever ties with Michael.

Judging by her choice of words, it was safe to assume she had misperceived me as the one messing up Michael and Emma's relationship.

Unable to withstand the humiliation, I rebuked, “Mrs. Shaw, I'm afraid you have misperceived the sort of relationship we have. We're nothing more-”

“Ms. Garcia, you do realize Michael needs a spouse who's on par with him in terms of social status, don't you? I don't mind him fooling around with others since he's still a young and reckless man. However, he's going to get married to Emma at the end of the day. I can't afford to have Michael's image tarnished. Are you aware of the things I'm talking about?”

Josephine interrupted me before I could finish my sentence. All along, she thought Michael hadn't been taking me seriously and deemed him fooling around with me.

Well, she wasn't that far off the mark either. At the end of the day, things would never work out between Michael and me. Nonetheless, it felt awful to have Josephine picking on me.

“Mrs. Shaw, I'm well aware of the things you're talking about. You don't have to worry because I have never tried to do anything silly to ruin Michael and Emma's relationship.”

It was never my intention to ruin their relationship. As a matter of fact, Emma was the one who wouldn't stop picking on me.

When Josephine heard me, she nodded in return. She wasn't as pressing as she was a few minutes ago.

“Ms. Garcia, I believe you're also aware of the reason I have paid you a visit in person today. Therefore, please refrain from driving them apart from one another in the future.”

She had paid me a visit in person to chase me away from Michael. Although she had made herself clear, there was nothing much I could do to turn her down.

“Mrs. Shaw, why don't you approach Michael instead of me if you want me to stay away from Michael? I have always been the subservient one in our relationship. In other words, I'm not in a position to sever ties with him without his consent. I'm sure you know how domineering he is, don't you?”

I had no choice but to leave Michael since Josephine had made herself clear. Otherwise, she might see me as another lustful woman.

As much as I was reluctant to leave him, I had to put an end to our relationship to salvage my almost none existent dignity.

Meanwhile, Josephine frowned when she heard me. Her frustration was written all over her face, but she chose to keep those to herself.

“I'll deal with Michael soon, but I need you to be slightly proactive as well! It takes two to tango—it's better to make up your mind as soon as possible to save yourself from being humiliated when the time comes.”

 

Chapter 225

She had just indicated I would be reluctant to leave her exceptional son when it was time to put an end to our relationship.

In spite of being irked by Josephine's reply, I had to keep my emotions to myself since he was Michael's mother.

I looked at her in the eyes and asserted, “You don't have to worry, Mrs. Shaw. I'll stay away from Michael as soon as he severs ties with me. I'm just a country bumkin, but I'm at least capable of honoring my promises.”

Michael was the only man I had in mind. However, I would stop getting in his way when everything was over. That was the least I could do to protect my little to none dignity.

Josephine was gratified by my promise. She beamed in satisfaction and complimented, “Ms. Garcia, you're a good woman. I believe you'll get yourself a better half in the future.”

She started being courteous with me as soon as I promised her to stay away from Michael once everything was over. No way someone from the upper echelon would sincerely compliment a country bumkin.

“Thanks! If there's nothing else, allow me to excuse myself!”

Throughout the conversation we had, Josephine managed to carry herself in a courteous manner. However, I couldn't stand being anywhere near her when I recalled she was there to drive me apart from Michael. Unsure of the proper way to carry on with the conversation, I thought it was about time to leave.

Josephine didn't bother to stop me. When I was about to leave, she repeated herself, “Alright, Ms. Garcia! I hope you'll honor your promise when the time comes!”

Once again, my eyes flickered. Her reminder had got to me, but I put on a strong front and asserted, “I'll keep that in mind, but please deal with Michael on my behalf.”

I had brought up countless requests to put an end to our relationship, but Michael wouldn't hesitate to turn me down. Therefore, it was better to send Josephine to deal with Michael.

“You don't have to worry. I have faith Michael will make the right call when the situation calls for it.”

She reassured me things would turn out just fine at the end of the day. To be precise, she had just indicated Michael would listen to her because I was just a nobody.

Afraid I would let loose of myself in front of her, I nodded and strode my way out of the café as soon as possible.

Josephine had made herself clear she would never accept me as Michael's better half. It was then I stopped getting my hopes high as things would never work out between Michael and me.

It wasn't much of a surprise as I had long foreseen it happening. However, it still hurt in spite of getting myself prepared ever since the day we got into a relationship.

Afraid of the things awaiting me, I started wandering the streets after departing from the café. I lost myself in a train of thoughts and imagined how things would turn out differently if we were in a serious

relationship.

Nonetheless, that would remain an imagination. Most of the members of the upper echelon would end up in a political marriage for their family's sake. As I couldn't be of much aid to Michael and his family, things would never work out between us.

I soon made my way back to Birchwood. However, Michael was nowhere to be seen yet. I started surveying the surroundings of the place where we spent most of our time together.

No matter how much I was against the idea, I would have to make the call for our sake. Otherwise, we would both end up miserably should things remain as they had always been.

After returning to my bedroom, I started packing my stuff. I was determined to leave the place after bidding farewell to Michael when he was back.

I had a hard time gathering my thoughts while packing my stuff. The one thing I could be certain of was I would be upset to leave the place.

All of a sudden, someone opened the door from outside. I thought it must be Michael. Immediately after I zipped my suitcase, I rushed in the direction of the living room.

Michael, who seemed to be exhausted, glanced at me and took a seat on the couch in silence.

I felt bad on his behalf as he seemed to have a long day again. Although he was the CEO of the company, there were a lot of things on his plate that would require his attention.

Standing in front of the exhausted man, I hesitated and thought it wouldn't be wise to bring up the topic

to put an end to our relationship. However, when I recalled his mother's harsh remarks, I knew I couldn't afford to drag it on any longer.

In the end, after making up my mind, I looked at him in the eyes and asserted, “Michael, I have something to tell you.”

Michael furrowed his brows and asked, “What is it about?”

I looked elsewhere to avoid his gaze when I caught him looking in my direction. All of a sudden, I was tongue-tied.

He had no intention to get to the bottom of it since I started stuttering. After he took another peek at me, he instructed, “I'm hungry. If there's nothing else, hurry up and go get dinner ready.”

After standing in front of him in silence for a few minutes, I braced myself and denoted, “Michael, it's about time for me to leave.”

He turned around and had his eyes glued to me in shock. Without a doubt, he was startled by the things I had brought up out of the blue.

He jolted up from the couch and raised his volume against me. His wrath was written all over his scrunched-up face.

“What did you just say? Say it again!”

As he started emanating an intimidating presence and confronted me, I lowered my gaze and repeated, “It's about time for me to leave.”

My heart wouldn't stop racing, but that hadn't stopped me from honoring the promise I had with Josephine.

His expression darkened within a few seconds. Gritting his teeth in an attempt to suppress his wrath, he gasped out his reply, “Anna, have I not mentioned you're not in a position to bring that up?”

I was afraid he would take things out on me, but I couldn't care less since Josephine had indicated she wanted me to stay away from her son. She would deem me a shameless woman should I continue staying in touch with him.

I mustered my courage and looked at him in the eyes. “Your mother came to see me today.”

“What?” he asked in a callous tone with his eyes flickering in bewilderment.

“She asked me out for a cup of coffee with her and told me Emma was your only designated better half. Therefore, she wanted me to stay away from you and stop meddling with your relationship with Emma. I-”

I left the rest of my sentence unfinished, but I was certain Michael had figured out the reason I brought up the request to sever ties with him out of the blue.

 

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He asked with his brows furrowed, “Has she asked you to leave me?”

I remained silent in response to his query. He could easily rule out that was the case through my response.

Prior to meeting Josephine in person, I once thought of keeping our relationship going on for as long as possible. I wouldn't even mind being a nobody as long as I could be with him.

“No one gets to make the call on my behalf! Anna, I'll repeat myself for one last time! You're not allowed to leave me unless I'm the one who has instructed you to leave!”

Initially, I thought he would give up as soon as he found out it was an instruction from his mother. After all, he had gotten into a relationship with Emma under Josephine's instruction. Nonetheless, things seemed to work the other way round.

“Michael, your mother has made herself clear she wants me to stay away from you! I don't want to humiliate myself any more than I already have! Can you please allow me to leave? It's the best for both of us!”

As much as I wanted to stay in a relationship with him, I had to leave. Never would I allow others to humiliate me when I wasn't even the one at fault.

Unfortunately, Michael got increasingly infuriated when I repeated myself. He glared at me in the eyes and started panting in wrath.

“Anna, are you sure it's because of my mother? Are you sure it's not because you have always wanted

to leave me?”

I was equally heartbroken and upset by the question directed at me. He seemed to have his fair share of doubts against my statements.

“It doesn't really matter anymore! It's about time to put an end to our messed-up relationship! I have promised your mother to leave you alone! Please don't make me break my promise!”

No matter what Michael was up to, I was determined to leave since I had given my word to Josephine. I wouldn't change my mind in spite of the pain I felt. Sooner or later, I would have to move on from our relationship.

“Anna!”

In spite of being intimidated by his menacing aura, I repeated, “I have already packed my stuff! I'll be leaving tonight!”

I could feel he had his eyes on me, but I paid no heed to him and returned to my bedroom once I made myself clear.

Halfway through the way back to the room, I brought myself to a halt and said, “Thank you so much for everything you have done for me over the past few months!”

I was afraid to turn around and express my gratitude while looking at him in the eyes as I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute.

Although we were few feet away from one another, I could still feel his strong murderous intent. I thought he must have felt a strong urge to take me out in person.

Nonetheless, I marched my way back to the room and retrieved the suitcase I had packed. I had to ensure that was the end of our relationship. Otherwise, Josephine would deem me a shameless woman incapable of honoring her promise.

All this while, Michael glared at me in silence. I had no intention to engage in another conversation with him, but he stopped me when I was merely a step away from the entrance.

“Hold it right there!”

I brought myself to an abrupt halt and felt my limbs turning stiff the moment I heard him. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't seem to bring myself away.

The only thing I had in mind was to flee the place and stay away from him. Hence, I dared not look in Michael's direction and ended up facing him with my back.

My departure wouldn't be a big deal for Michael since he merely needed me to keep him company in bed. However, my life had been turned upside down as I was head over heels in love with him.

“Michael...”

I had a lot of things to tell him, including the affection I had for him. I felt a strong urge to tell him my desire to stay with him for as long as possible, but I couldn't seem to bring myself to finish the sentence.

“Just stay here! I'll leave!”

Initially, I thought Michael would try to stop me from leaving, but his reply took me by surprise. I couldn't fathom the reason he had brought that up. It felt as though he had just acknowledged that was the end of our relationship.

I had gotten myself ready for the things that would be in store for me, but I secretly hoped he would do something to salvage our relationship. At least that would make me feel I once mattered.

Shortly after he finished his sentence, Michael strode his way out of the place without explaining himself. My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach when he banged the door shut.

I couldn't believe Michael had left for real. Seconds after I snapped out of bewilderment, I cast my suitcase aside and collapsed to the ground, wailing as I was overwhelmed with grief.

Staring at the door, I secretly hoped Michael would soon return to me. However, that would remain a dream of mine. He would never go back against his word and return to me.

I started wailing at the top of my lungs when the memories of the time we spent together came flooding into my mind. That was the beginning of another nightmare since I could still feel his presence when he was no longer around.

In the end, I spent the entire night waiting for Michael's return. Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be seen until dawn break. I ended up spending the whole night recalling the ups and downs we had gone through.

It was then I found out that he had long become a significant part of my life. Whenever I recalled I

would have to spend the rest of my life without him, I could feel my heart-wrenching.

I spent the upcoming few days lying on the bed for most of the time. I just wasn't motivated to do anything as if a significant part of me had been removed against my will.

Whenever I closed my eyes to bring myself to sleep, Michael's image would show up. I was on the verge of losing my mind as I couldn't seem to shrug him off.

There was nothing I could do to get rid of the desire to meet him. I reached for my phone a few times, but I resisted the urge to call him due to the promise I had with Josephine.

I couldn't afford to go back against my promise as that would make me just another shameless woman. On top of that, Michael might not change his mind and return to me anymore.

Out of the blue, I heard someone ringing the doorbell. I was on cloud nine as I thought Michael had made his way back.

Thrilled by the possibility I had in mind, I jumped out of bed and rushed in the direction of the entrance to answer the door.

I thought I would get to see Michael soon, but the person at the doorstep wasn't Michael. His secretary had shown up instead.

 

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I stopped smiling the moment I found out the only person I had in mind wasn't the one at the doorstep.

Michael was the only person I wanted to meet. Nonetheless, I looked at Jackson in the eyes and asked, “What brings you here today?”

Only a limited few were aware we had been residing at that particular place. Therefore, I was shocked when Michael's secretary showed up out of nowhere.

As we weren't really acquainted with one another, Jackson answered my query with a courteous smile, “Mr. Garcia, Mr. Shaw has sent me here.”

I thought he has forgotten all about me, but that was never the case! He has sent his secretary over to check on me!

As thrilled as I might be, I kept my emotions to myself and asked in a calm and collected tone, “Why has he sent you?”

Since not many were made aware of our relationship, I thought it would be better to keep our relationship confidential from everyone, including Jackson.

When he heard my query, he handed me a check, “Mr. Shaw wants you to have this.”

Two million only.

I gaped at the amount involved and lost myself in the process of thought at the presence of the check.

Why has he asked his secretary to bring me a check? What exactly is he up to?

Seconds after I returned to my senses, I took a peek at the check and stuttered my question at Jackson, “W-What is he up to? W-Why has he sent you over to hand me a check?”

I couldn't figure out the rationale behind Michael's decision, but I had a bad feeling about it. In anticipation of Jackson's upcoming reply, my mind was all over the place.

As much as I wanted to run away from the truth, it was only a matter of time until I had to brace myself through it all over again.

After a few seconds of silence, Jackson announced, “Mr. Shaw wishes to compensate you for your loss.”

Jackson might not be aware of the loss that was mentioned, but I was well aware that was the thing Michael and I once talked about.

Is this the sort of compensation he has been talking about? Is he trying to uphold his promise?

I had my eyes glued to the check with my pursed lips shivering and my heart wrenching.

Didn't he turn me down when I insisted on leaving? Why has he changed his mind? Why has he sent his secretary to hand me a check?

I refused to accept the check as that would put an end to our relationship for real.

Jackson urged with a frown, “Ms. Garcia?”

I had no intention to reveal the things going on. Thus, I put on a strong front to deceive Jackson and answered while avoiding his gaze, “Mr. Goldstein, please send it back to him!”

On the other hand, Jackson seemed to have gotten used to it. It might not be his first time dealing with the aftermath of Michael's messed-up relationship with others. He was able to remain a straight face until the moment I turned him down.

“Is it because of the sum?” he asked with his eyes flickering.

“No! Two million is a fortune I can only long for! However, I don't need any sort of compensation! When you go back, please tell Mr. Shaw that I don't need anything from him!”

It's inappropriate and rude for someone to put a price on the affection others have for them! It feels as if he's insulting me by trying to compensate me with money!

I was really against the idea of accepting his offer. Michael wasn't made aware of the sort of affection I had for him, but that couldn't justify his action.

“Ms. Garcia, are you sure you want me to return this to Mr. Shaw?” Jackson asked in a serious tone when I turned him down again.

Judging by the fact he had his brows arched, it was safe to assume that he was impressed. He might have imagined me accepting the check before showing up at my doorstep.

“Am I supposed to repeat myself again?”

Since Michael was nowhere to be seen, I had no intention to waste my time with Jackson anymore. Once I answered his query with another rhetorical question, I tried to close the door.

He stopped me and asserted, “Mr. Shaw had made himself clear he wanted you to accept this. If you wish to return it to him, I think it's better for you to meet him in person.”

I thought Jackson would leave me alone after being turned down twice. To my surprise, he repeated himself and insisted on handing me the check.

Accepting the check would make it seem as though money was the foundation of our relationship. We started getting acquainted because of money, but I no longer wanted to base our relationship on that foundation. Hence, I refused to accept it in spite of Jackson's insistence.

On the other hand, Jackson made it look as if I wasn't in a position to turn him down.

After giving it a thought for a few minutes, I took it over. I made up my mind to meet Michael in person just to return the check to him.

Once I took it over, I told Jackson, “Mr. Goldstein, thank you so much for your time and effort. I'll pay him a visit in person and return this to him tomorrow.”

He responded with a nod and departed once he wrapped up the conversation.

I returned to the living room and took a seat on the couch after sending him off.

Michael had personally signed the check. He might have offered the fortune to ensure I could live a

carefree life, but little did he know that would make me feel ashamed of myself.

Is this the only thing left between us? Has our relationship always been a deal?

Over the past few days, I failed to show up for work as I was afraid of running into Michael in person. Unable to gather my thoughts, I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of him anymore.

I dressed up and got myself ready for work the next day. It wouldn't do me any good to run away from Michael since I was a staff of the company. Sooner or later, we would run into one another.

Never would I forsake my job over our messed-up relationship. After all, I would have to make a living and move on without him.

Once I reached the entrance, I took a deep breath to calm myself. It took me a few minutes to muster the courage to step into the company.

I couldn't stop myself from looking in the direction of Michael's office once I returned to my workstation. When I recalled Michael was merely a few feet away from me, I couldn't stop my heart from racing.

Seated at my workstation, I just couldn't focus on work. As soon as everyone started focusing on their respective tasks, I brought myself up and marched in the direction of Michael's office.

 

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I stood at Michael's office for a very long time, not having the guts to open the door. Although it was just a few days of not seeing each other, we have already become strangers.

Whenever I thought of him, I felt nothing but agony.

In the end, I knocked on the door and waited for Michael to answer before going in.

He was sitting on his desk with his head down, signing on papers. He was calm, with no expression on his face.

I looked at his face, confused, at the same time, uncomfortable. Our breakup didn't seem to affect him one bit.

Perhaps, I was completely dispensable.

I looked at him while standing still. In just a few days of not seeing each other, we seem to have grown more distant.

After moments of silence, and he raised his head. He looked surprised when he saw me but immediately regained his composure.

“Why did you come?”

He furrowed his eyebrows and spoke nonchalantly.

I endured the pain in my heart and walked towards him. I placed the check for two million in front of

him, sparing no effort to look calm.

“This is the check given to me by your secretary yesterday, and I'm returning it to you now.”

I tried my best to sound calm too. However, I could feel my voice trembling. I wasn't sure if he noticed it.

He furrowed his beautiful eyebrows and looked at the check. His eyes were filled with emotions that I couldn't grasp. After all, I had never grasped his emotions since the beginning.

After a moment of silence, he raised his head and spoke nonchalantly, “The house at Birchwood, and this two million, is my compensation to you.”

The word “compensation” pierced my heart as there was never what I wanted. Giving me compensation would only make me even more upset.

“I don't need your compensation. We're just taking what we need. You have helped me a lot, so you don't have to compensate me now.”

I took a deep breath to calm my emotions. His indifference was pulling my heartstrings. I really wanted to ask him if he had any longing for me after we broke up. I would be happy to know even if it was just a little.

He looked at me with mixed emotions. He wanted to say something, and I was waiting for him to say it.

But he didn't say a word. He remained silent, quietly looking at me.

“Mr. Shaw, I'll take my leave if there's nothing else.”

I couldn't repress my longings any longer. I wanted to leave as if I was running away.

Michael's attitude made me see everything clearly. He had no feelings for me, not even one bit. Even though I was well aware of the fact that we would be separated regardless of whether he liked me or not, I was still hoping to see some response from him.

Unfortunately, the person I loved did not love me at all, and that broke my heart.

If it were before, Michael would stop me from leaving. However, he did not stop me today. In fact, he didn't even utter a word.

Maybe I had overvalued myself. He wouldn't have any feelings for me knowing his personality, and I was just being wishful.

I went back to my workstation absent-minded. It was difficult for me to accept his attitude towards me.

As a result, I ended up spending the whole morning in a muddle. At noon, Emma came to the office.

She must have come to look for Michael. I was constantly looking at her feeling agonized. Michael must be treating her wholeheartedly now.

Emma strutted proudly. She suddenly stopped when she passed by me, and glanced at me with a smug look on her face as she smirked.

I knew nothing good could come from her, so I buried my face and pretended to work. I didn't want to pay her any attention. Now that I had ended my relationship with Michael, she should have no reason to trouble me anymore.

“Anna, it feels bad to be dumped by Michael, right?” Emma sneered quietly. Only the both of us could hear it.

As soon as I heard Michael's name, my body went stiff. The pain in my heart returned. Emma's words really pierced my heart.

I took in a deep breath, then calmly raised my head to look at her. “Ms. Jones, you've got what you wanted. I hope you will not trouble me again from now on.”

I was already feeling devastated. I didn't have the mood to deal with Emma.

“What happened to your arrogant attitude? I have told you that Michael will only be mine. You're nothing to him!”

Although Michael and I were over, Emma didn't seem to let me off the hook. Maybe it was because I had gone against her so many times before. Hence, she still resented me even after I had ended my relationship with Michael.

“Indeed. I am insignificant. But Ms. Jones, why bother with someone like me then? Aren't you afraid that you might embarrass yourself? You're currently Mr. Shaw's girlfriend. Would you really want others to see yourself oppressing an employee in his office?”

Initially, I didn't want to ignore Emma. But the woman was such a bully. She had already achieved her

objective, but she continued to bug me. I had no place to vent my emotions; I could only suppress them within me. If she continues to provoke me, I will no longer be nice.

“Anna, what do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like that!”

Emma's facial expression changed. She stared at me with anger in her eyes. It was evident that she was angry.

“I'm not anything as I'm a human being! Ms. Jones, I know you're a lady with power, but I'll advise you to not push your luck. I have nothing to lose. I would do literally anything if I had to.”

Emma thought I was over with Michael, and she wanted to rub some salt into my wound. I knew that very well. But, no matter how frustrated I was, or how humble I had always behaved in front of Michael, I did it all for him only. I would never back down in front of Emma since I am not afraid of her.

“How dare you threaten me even without Michael protecting you now?”

Emma must've thought that the reason I dared to go against her the whole time was because I had Michael protecting me.

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I looked at Emma's face and sneered, “Michael was never my protector. I won't be afraid of you even without him.”

Emma glared at me, infuriated. She wanted to say something, but I didn't want to waste my time with her any longer since many of our colleagues were looking at us.

“Ms. Jones, I think you should go to Mr. Shaw quickly. If he comes out and sees you with me, what do you suppose he would think of your action?”

The person Emma was most worried about was Michael. Even though I no longer had anything to do with him, I still brought him up.

As expected, as soon as I said that, the look on her face changed. She looked at me, burning with anger, but she didn't say a word and left angrily.

I would never admit defeat in front of Emma, but that didn't mean I didn't feel any discomfort inside. As she walked into Michael's office, the pain I felt was even stronger.

My gaze stayed on the CEO's office's door. Although it no longer had anything to do with me, I couldn't help but wonder what both Emma and Michael were doing in the office.

To be honest, I was rather possessive towards Michael. He was my first man, and we used to be intimate. Although I always said that I hated him, I knew that the moment I started hating him was when I fell in love with him.

In the past, whenever Emma entered Michael's office, she would be driven out by him. However, she

had been in there for an hour, and she hadn't come out yet. I felt even more disturbed.

Has Michael changed his attitude towards her so quickly?

I didn't know how long it took before the both of them finally came out of the office. Emma hugged Michael's arm with a smile full of happiness.

However, Michael's face was emotionless. Although it wasn't as apparent as Emma's, I didn't notice any trace of disgust on his expression.

Looking at them being intimate broke my heart. My eyes were locked on Emma holding Michael's arms. My heart ached as if it was poked by a needle.

It was as if Emma could feel my gaze, she glanced at me with a smug face. She was utterly showing off that she was the only woman next to Michael.

I looked at Michael, hoping that he would shove Emma aside. Watching him being with another woman hurt me deeply.

However, it was over, and it seemed as though I was the only one who was hurting. After he glanced at me indifferently, he never turned back. The way he looked at me was like a complete stranger.

When they were about to pass by, she suddenly looked towards him and said in a gentle voice, “Michael, there's a new restaurant near my place. Let's go eat there tonight.”

“We can go if you want.”

Michael smiled softly. He looked at me, then looked at Emma again. His voice was gentle. I could feel it after being with him for such a long time. I could feel that he didn't put in any emotions. Maybe he was just giving her a half-hearted answer.

Delighted, Emma said, “I knew you treat me the best. Marrying you might be the luckiest thing that could happen in my life.”

To me, Michael's answer was more than enough for Emma. She threw a provocative look towards me, then leaned her head on Michael's shoulder with a happy smile.

I tried my best to look away, not wanting to listen to their conversation. I would be lying if I said I wasn't jealous. I was just a woman so how could I not feel hurt and jealous watching the man I loved embracing another woman. Moreover, she looked all happy and drown in love.

Michael smiled as he let Emma lean on his shoulders, and they both entered the elevator together.

I waited for the elevator door to close, and then I lowered my head. I gave out a bitter laugh, enduring the pain in me. Even though I was the one who wanted to break up, I thought Michael would at least be reluctant. However, it seemed the one who was reluctant was me instead.

“Mr. Shaw really loved his girlfriend. He must be the most perfect man in the world.”

Millie, who was sitting opposite of me, was also observing Michael and Emma. She saw the entire display of affection as well and had a look of envy in her eyes.

My heart hurt even more after listening to Millie.

I lowered my head, trying to distract myself with work. However, Millie didn't know how I was feeling.

Millie suddenly had a thought. She raised her head and looked at me, worried. “Anna, how are you and your boyfriend doing? I haven't seen him pick you up for so long. Is everything okay?”

Millie was referring to Yuval. However, that was a long time ago. Yuval and I had broken up for several months, but I had never told her.

“We... We've broken up for a very long time already. I don't have a boyfriend now.”

Having felt disappointed, I gave her a faint smile. I was relieved when I broke up with Yuval. However, breaking up with Michael seemed to have hollowed my heart.

“What? Did you break up with him? When did this happen? Didn't you both do it earlier?”

Millie was shocked when she heard the news. She probably didn't expect us to break up. Yuval must have looked like a good man to her.

And she must be referring to the hickey on my neck the other day.

I was surprised by her reaction at first, but it made sense. She didn't know that I broke up with Yuval long ago. She must have assumed that it was him who left the hickey, which was pretty normal.

Compared to Michael, it was more acceptable to give her the impression that Yuval left the hickey.

“Let's not mention it anymore. It's all in the past now.”

How could I ever think about Yuval? I only had Michael in my mind. There was no place for anyone else in my heart.

“Alright, I won't bring it up anymore. But it's okay. You're beautiful, and you have a good personality. There will be better men waiting for you in the future.”

I looked devastated. Millie must have thought she brought up something sad, so she quickly comforted me.

 

Chapter 230

After work, I saw Ronan's car in front of the building. Since Michael warned me before, I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. So I made a detour and left.

However, Ronan had very sharp eyes. He noticed me the moment I stepped out of the building. I didn't even have the chance to hide myself.

“Anna.”

When I was about to leave, I heard Ronan's voice behind me and staggered slightly. Now I couldn't hide even if I wanted to.

I turned towards him and answered without any expression, “Ronan, why are you here?”

“What do you think? Of course, I'm here to look for you.”

Ronan marched towards me with a smile in his eyes.

I raised my head, and I responded indifferently because Michael was angry the last time. “Are you looking for me? What is it?”

I had been avoiding Ronan recently for I didn't want Michael to get angry again.

However, I seemed to have forgotten that I had nothing to do with Michael anymore. Hence, no matter which man I was close with, he wouldn't care anymore.

I didn't know why, but the thought of Michael made me upset once again.

“I miss you. Is this reason good enough? What happened to you in the past two days? You wouldn't answer my calls, and I was worried that I did something wrong and angered you.”

Ronan frowned his delicate eyebrows and stared into my eyes. He looked worried.

“It's nothing. I was just in a bad mood these days, and I wanted some quiet time for myself. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. We'll stay in touch.”

I was in a bad mood at that time, so I didn't want to talk to anyone. I just wanted to be left alone.

“Since you're in a bad mood, let me take you out to relax, or you can tell me what's bothering you. Holding it in won't do you any good, so you will feel better after pouring it out.”

Ronan didn't want to let me leave. I knew he was worried about me, but I didn't feel like talking.

“No. I'm very tired from work. All I want to do now is to go home and rest.”

I didn't want to say too much, so I turned around and was about to leave.

But, he grabbed my wrist and immediately pulled me towards his car.

“Ronan, what are you doing!” I was annoyed by his actions.

“I want to make you feel better. It hurts me to see you like this.” He stopped and looked at me condescendingly.

I was a little touched. Although Ronan seemed to fool around all the time, I could feel that he really cared for me.

With that, I didn't refuse anymore, and I let him drag me into his car.

Ronan quickly started the car and drove at high speed. The scenery outside rushed past the windows. I could feel my heart thumping.

Why was he driving so fast? Didn't he know that it's dangerous? Moreover, it was a city center. What if he crashed into someone?

“Ronan! Drive slower. It's dangerous!”

I held on tightly to my seat belt. My heart was thumping out of fear.

“Don't you think this is exciting? You're in a bad mood. You should enjoy the thrill of the ride.”

He had a frivolous smile on his face. I could tell from the look of his eyes that he was very excited.

I looked at him as my face turned pale. I really regretted getting in his car. He is playing with fire.

What thrill? Would it be thrilling if we were dead?

“Ronan, stop the car!”

I looked forward in horror and shouted at him. My voice was trembling.

“Don't worry. There will be no accidents. I'm confident in my skills. Besides, I'm a professional racer.”

Ronan looked at me with a smug face, showing no signs of slowing down at all.

What? A racer? I didn't expect him to be a racer.

However, even if he was a professional racer, he speeding in the city center. Most importantly, mistakes happened, even for a racer, and I wouldn't want to die in his car.

Ronan's face turned serious, and he slowed down the car. Maybe he noticed that I was scared.

I let out a long sigh of relief. The tensed feeling in my heart was finally relaxed.

Ronan drove along the way and we finally stopped at the bank of the river.

“Tell me. Why were you in a bad mood in the past few days? Did something happen?”

Ronan stopped the car, and turned to me with a serious look on his face. I could feel the concern in his tone.

“it's nothing. Just some personal issues.”

My instincts were telling me to skirt the issue. I couldn't mention my relationship with Michael. In fact, I have never told anyone before.

“Do you even treat me as a friend? Friends are like trash cans, so you can dump all your unhappy

thoughts on me. After that, you won't be sad anymore.”

He frowned and looked at me very seriously.

I was in control of my emotions until I heard his words. My eyes couldn't help but turn red instantly.

“Really. It was nothing. But seeing that man with his girlfriend really made me feel a little uncomfortable.”

I must never let him know about my relationship with Michael, so I only told him half the truth.

Ronan went stiff. Then, he looked at me as if he was feeling sorry for me.

“Do you still love him? You already knew he couldn't be with you. Continuing to love him would only make you suffer even more.”

The car went silent. He raised his head and looked at me. Apart from being concerned, there was compassion in his eyes.

“I know, but I can't control my feelings.”

I lowered my head and gave out a bitter laugh. Of course, I understood the truth in his words. However, it was no easy feat to withdraw my feelings from a person. It may sound easy, but I was always stubborn in relationships. Thus, I couldn't let it go easily.

“I really don't know who that man is, but I'm truly jealous and envious of him for you love him.”

Maybe I looked miserable at that moment. Ronan had a distressed look on his face, but I knew what he said was true. I may have hurt him while I was feeling upset.