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.
