After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 278

Chapter 278

Caught by surprise, Michael froze momentarily before giving me a probing look.

“Did my mom drop by?”

Indeed, nothing could escape his eyes.

I lowered my head, my silence implicitly admitting it.

Michael's face clouded over. It was obvious to me that he was frustrated.

Just when he was about to answer me after a brief pause, his phone suddenly rang. When he took itout from his pocket and saw that it was his mother, his expression darkened even more.

Obviously, Josephine was calling Michael to get him to break up with me. I felt a little nervous as Iwondered what his decision would be.

Looking at Michael, I clasped my hands anxiously and waited for him to answer.

“Hello, Mom,” Michael answered the call plainly. His tone didn't betray the solemn expression on hisface.

“Michael, come home at once. I want to talk to you about Anna.”

When I heard Josephine's snarky tone over the phone, I figured she must be still exasperated with me.

Upon hearing his mother's orders, Michael snapped, “I'm busy and exhausted today. Whatever it is,

we'll talk another day.” He sounded emotionless. It seemed to me that both mother and son were noton the same page.

“Michael, you are getting more headstrong by the day. Do you really want to piss me off over a girl?”

Sitting opposite Michael, I could hear everything loud and clear.

Insecurity began to creep up on me when I heard Josephine's words. I was really worried that Michaelwould abandon me and my child because of her.

I lowered my head so that Michael couldn't see my nervous expression. However, as he was anobservant man, my tense body didn't escape his notice.

“You should know that there's no going back once I've made my decision.” Michael spoke in a softvoice, despite his furrowed eyebrows and firm stance. After all, he was talking to his own mother.

“I'm not feeling well. You should come back and visit me tonight. It has been a long time since youcame home to see me. Do you even care for me still?”

Josephine stopped talking about me and quickly changed the topic.

Michael hesitated for a moment before he said, “All right, I'll be back in half an hour.”

After the call ended, I looked at Michael anxiously. Although Josephine had changed the subject, I wascertain that she would broach the matter with Michael when he got home.

“I'll head home for a while. You should get some rest,” Michael said as he kept his phone and stood upfrom his seat.

When I saw that he was about to leave, I was overwhelmed by a sense of insecurity. I was terrified thatall happiness I had in my hands would simply disappear.

Looking at him, I asked in desperation, “Michael, will you leave me and our child?”

At that moment, I needed to hear his reassurances. Or else, I would continue to be seized by fear.

Stopping in his tracks, he gazed into my eyes for a long while before answering, “No.”

The firm conviction behind his reply managed to calm my fears. With his guarantee, I no longer feltinsecure.

Smiling faintly at Michael with tears welling up in my eyes, I didn't know what else to say.

“Wait for my return,” Michael replied with a smile before striding out.

After he was gone, I was still left worried. Since he was a man of his word, I was confident that hewouldn't leave me. However, I was now concerned about the difficult position he was in due to thepressure from his mother.

Without him around, I had no appetite. Nevertheless, I forced myself to eat a little more just so therewould be enough nutrition for the baby.

After that, I waited in the living room. When it was already eleven, there was still no sign of Michael. I

wondered what he had discussed with his mother.

If it were any other day, I would have gone to bed at this hour. However, I barely felt sleepy at all thatnight. I was tempted to give Michael a call but I was worried that his mother would hear it.

Time slowly ticked by. It was already midnight when I finally heard the door open.

Springing to my feet in delight, I rushed to the door, only to see Michael enter with a troubled look onhis face.

“You're back...”

I could guess what Josephine had said. I was worried, but I didn't say much as I was cognizant of hisbad mood.

Michael looked surprised to see me. The next moment, I saw him hide away his distraught expression.

“It's already late. Why aren't you asleep?” he asked calmly, walking toward me.

“I couldn't sleep while you were out.”

Michael put his hand over my shoulder and led me back to the bedroom.

“Don't worry. I will keep my promise. No one can change my mind once I have decided on something.”

Michael knew me best. Even though I didn't inquire about what happened in his home, he naturallyknew what was on my mind.

“I'm sorry. I may have given you too much pressure.”

Despite having received Michael's promise, I couldn't stop myself from wanting to hear him say it outloud. I didn't realize that I had somehow become so paranoid.

I insisted on asking for repeated reassurances even though I knew he was a man of his word.

“It's getting late. You should get some rest. I'm going to take a shower.”

Michael saw how guilty I was and patted me on my back to comfort me. Then, he stood up and headedtoward the bathroom.

Lying on my bed, I listened to the sound of splashing water while trying hard to calm myself down. Iwas confident that Michael would resolve the matter and I reminded myself to trust him.

When the sound of flowing water stopped, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Soon, I heardthe bathroom door open.

It wasn't until Michael lay down beside me that I turned around and hugged him tightly.