After marrying my boss (Anna) novel Chapter 118

His words reminded me about the slaps bestowed on me earlier. Although I hadn’t had the time to look into the mirror, I knew that my face was red and swollen. I probably looked really ugly.

Thinking of my miserable appearance, I felt the urge to hide from Michael.

My cheek was still burning as the pain hadn’t yet subsided. Holding my cheek with one hand, I wanted to leave immediately.

“You’re really something, landing yourself in the police station like that. I severely underestimated your guts.”

Michael took out a tube of ointment from the first aid kid. After squeezing some out on a cotton swab, he turned to face me.

When his hand neared me, I instinctively evaded it, not wanting to let him touch me.

Michael frowned when I kept dodging him. “Don’t move!” he commanded.

He was born with a domineering personality. Upon hearing his command, I instantly sat still. For some reason, I always listened to him like this, even when things had ended between the two of us.

He used the cotton swab to spread the ointment evenly on my cheek. The cooling sensation effectively alleviated some of the pain.

My heart fluttered when I noticed how gentle he was, as if he was afraid of hurting me.

“It’s fine. I can do it myself.”

Because we were already considered strangers, the sudden intimacy greatly unsettled me.

I reached out to take the cotton swab from his hand, but he evaded me.

“Look what happened after leaving me, Anna. If it weren’t for me, you’d still be stuck at the police station!” Michael chided, obviously enraged.

I frowned at him unhappily. It’s not like my arrest affected him in any way. Why is he even mad?

This man was a puzzle. I simply couldn’t figure him out, and I didn’t know he regarded me as a stranger like I did him.

“What happened today was merely an accident. Besides, Natalie and I weren’t in the wrong. They were the ones who started it but blamed it on us instead!”

Natalie and I were obviously the victims. Yet, we ended up being slapped like that. At the thought of this, a wave of anger swelled in me.

But there was consolation in knowing that John and that woman received their due retribution.

Thanks to Michael’s timely appearance, Michael and I were released. Although I didn’t want to have anything to do with him anymore, I appreciated his help.

With a sullen look on his face, Michael continued applying ointment on my cheek wordlessly.

Since he didn’t speak, neither did I. Hence, we fell into an awkward silence. After all, we were once in a sexual relationship. Now that we had become estranged, it was inevitable we’d feel somewhat awkward around each other.

I was immediately rendered inarticulate by his reply. What was I thinking? I probably look like sh*t now.

Michael is a man with very high standards when it comes to sex. He probably won’t even be able to get it up with my face looking like this.

I immediately dismissed my initial suspicion after hearing his reply. But I became even more perplexed as to why he wanted me to stay. We were only ever bed partners. Now that we weren’t even that, there was no reason for us to remain in contact.

“Then why do you want me to stay?”

I tilted my head at him quizzically.

Michael shot me an annoyed look and spat, “You talk too much!”

With that, he ignored me and walked straight into the bedroom.

When I stayed here previously, I used to sleep in the bedroom together with him. However, things were different now, so the bedroom was off limits.

Knowing that I wouldn’t be able to leave without his permission, I accepted defeat and lay on the couch, deciding to rest here for the night.

After all the drama from earlier, I was tired to the bone and wanted nothing more than to curl up and allow sleep to take over me. But at the thought of Michael being just a short distance away, I couldn’t seem to fall asleep.

As I tossed and turned on the couch, my treacherous mind drifted to him, wondering if he was asleep.

When sleep remained far from my reach, I sat up from the couch in frustration. As I watched time tick by on my phone, I hoped for morning to arrive sooner. This way, I would be free from the stress of being near Michael.