After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 407

Chapter 407

“Listen to me, Anna! As long as you're still alive, you are my woman! I won't allow any other men totouch you!” Michael was staring at me with his malevolent eyes, and his voice sounded as though hisarrogance had spiraled out of control.

Hearing that infuriated me greatly. He abandoned me a year ago! He doesn't have the right to talk tome like that! Why does he think he can still speak to me in this domineering way? We have norelationship with each other anymore!

“You were the one who threw me away, Michael, and now you're here telling me all this nonsense.Don't you think you're being pathetic right now? You didn't say anything like this when you left me,” Isneered.

Everything he said at that moment only made my impression of him even more pathetic. I had no ideawhat he was thinking, but I knew I wasn't going to believe a single word coming out of his mouthanymore.

He was so angered by my words that he laughed. Then, the temperature of his icy look dropped evenfurther. He shook my shoulders forcefully and roared, “I abandoned you? You left without saying a thingback then! How dare you tell me that I abandoned you! Why did you become like this, Anna?”

It had been a long time since I saw him being that angry. I was stunned for a second, but I quicklysnapped out of it. “I don't want to talk to you about what happened a year ago anymore. Do keep inmind that I don't want to look at you at all. So, aside from official business, I hope we don't talk at all.”

What happened a year ago had already happened. There was no future for the two of us any longer, sothere was no point trying to debate who was in the right and who was in the wrong.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and spoke again coldly. “You don't want to talk to meother than business? What about our son?”

My heart began to race when he mentioned our son. I couldn't control my emotions anymore as Iquestioned, “How is my son? Has he been living well?”

It had been a year since I saw my child. I had no idea what he looked like at the moment or how tall hehad grown. I desperately wanted to see him right away.

When I returned from overseas, the first thing I wanted to do was replace my son. However, I knew that theShaw family wasn't going to let me meet him that easily as they spent a considerable amount of effortchasing me away. Because of that, I quickly dispelled the notion.

That was why I couldn't control my longing for my son any longer after Michael changed the topic.

The fury in his eyes was greatly reduced when he saw how agitated I was. However, he still looked atme with annoyance because he was still pissed off by what I said.

“Do you really care about our child? Did you even think about him over the past year?” Instead ofanswering my question, he interrogated me.

I couldn't say anything. The only thing I could do was endure. Even though I blamed everything on theShaw family, I still did leave for a year, and I did fail to fulfill my responsibility as a mother.

That was why I couldn't refute him.

“I only want to know how my son's doing, and I want to meet him,” I said with urgency.

He stared at me silently, as though he didn't hear what I said at all. I was already pretty agitated, butthat made me even more anxious.

“I said I want to meet my son! Do you hear me?” I exclaimed with fury.

From how he looked at that moment, I had a feeling that he had no intention of letting me meet mychild. That infuriated me even further. What the hell is he trying to say with his silence, huh? Does hereally not want to let me see my child?

As my train of thought continued in that direction, I became even more pissed off. It had been a yearsince I saw my child. Was he really going to continue to separate us?

Hatred was swirling in my heart as I stared at his cold but handsome face.

“If you want to meet your child, then stop saying that we're strangers! Don't forget that we had a childtogether!” Michael still sounded as though he was stifling his wrath.

I was pretty upset by his warning, but in order to meet my child again, I had to endure.

“If I promise you that, will you let me see my child?” I asked coldly.

Regardless of what he would ask me to do, I would do it if it meant I could see my son again. If herefused, then there was no reason for me to do what he wanted.

“Sure. Just come by Birchwood to replace me at ten in the night. I hope you didn't forget which building itwas.” The rage on his face had vanished as he uttered.

Birchwood? The place we lived with each other before? It's been a long time since I've been there.Images of our life there began to surface back into my mind.

“All right! I'll come and replace you later, but you better show me my child!” I didn't really want to go therebecause I was afraid I wouldn't be able to stop myself from being sad.

However, none of that mattered if it meant I could see my child again.

A smirk appeared on his face. “I'll meet you there.” Then he left.

It felt as though the energy in my body had left me as I stared at his back. Before I returned fromoverseas, I thought I had become colder and more merciless compared to him. It seemed like I waswrong. My heart would still race whenever we met. Am I fated to never be able to escape from him inthis life? No matter how hard I tried, I still can't forget about him.

I stared in the direction he left for a long while before I snapped out of it. When I did, I noticed Nicholaswas standing in front of me.

He gently knocked on my desk and waited for me to return to my sense. His eyes were filled with worryas he furrowed his brows.

“When did you come in?” I furrowed my eyebrows slightly, too, as I gazed at him.

There was a hint of panic in my voice, though I hope my expression didn't fully express how I was

feeling at that moment.

“I've been here for a while, but you blanked out so hard that you didn't realize I've arrived.”