Chapter 275 Moving Into The Mansion
Knowing how much he resented me for breaking his heart, I looked down without saying a word. After all, I was the one who had hurt him. Hence, it didn’t matter what he said as long as it made him feel better.
Michael furrowed his eyebrows in response as he was visibly displeased.
“Some people are just not fated to be yours.” He changed the topic suddenly, exhibiting his possessiveness.
I knew he was trying to get Ronan to give up on me.
In fact, he made no exceptions, even if it was Ronan.
“Fate? Is that so?”
Ronan smirked before turning his attention to me. I saw the conflicted look in his eyes and couldn’t guess what he was thinking.
Looking away from Michael, Ronan stared intently into my eyes and asked, ”Anna, do you think this is fate?”
I knew he was clamoring for a sliver of hope from me. If I answered yes, I would crush him emotionally. However, if I told him otherwise, it would be a slap on Michael’s face—I was trapped between a rock and a hard place.
I hung my head and didn’t plan on answering his question. It was understandable for him to lash out in response as I had hurt him. The only thing I could do now was to wait for him to let go.
Michael’s gaze fell upon me together with Ronan’s, as if he, too, was waiting for my answer.
I had thought that by remaining silent, the matter would just blow over. However, I had underestimated the complexity of the situation as Ronan wasn’t planning on letting me off. Staring at me earnestly, he pressed on with his question.
“Anna, why aren’t you answering my question?”
I knitted my brows and sighed at the sight of Ronan’s pained expression. I wanted to say something to comfort him, but I just couldn’t find the words.
“Enough, Ronan!” Michael finally snapped, sensing my dilemma. He was a man of little patience. Seeing how Ronan was putting me to the spot, he lost his temper.
“Both of us grew up together, Michael, but you hid your relationship with Anna from me, causing me to pursue her cluelessly. Have you been taking me for a fool?”
Ronan wasn’t daunted by Michael’s roar. He shifted his gaze to Michael’s face and laughed at himself.
In truth, both Michael and I had hidden our relationship from Ronan. Therefore, it was understandable for him to be furious at us.
“It isn’t what you think it is.”
Despite Michael’s frosty demeanor, he enjoyed a close relationship with Ronan. When he saw how brokenhearted Ronan was over our relationship, he felt equally terrible over it.
Consequently, his expression turned awkward and his tone was gentler than usual. Perhaps he shared my sentiments about feeling guilty over what we did to Ronan.
After staring at me for a while, Ronan said monotonously, “Forget it. I don’t want to hear your explanation. I’ll be on my way now.”
Without giving both of us a chance to say anything, he circled around us and left abruptly.
Watching as he left only served to intensify my guilt. I was conscious of how much he hated us now. He was a dear friend, and I felt dreadful at how matters turned out.
It wasn’t until he was out of sight that I regained my senses.
“Let’s go,” Michael said as he glanced at me and pulled me along.
By the time we got back into the car, whatever joy I felt earlier was gone. All I could think of was Ronan’s sorrowful expression.
“Ronan, is he…” I started, wanting to discuss Ronan’s situation with Michael, but I didn’t know what to say.
“Don’t worry, he will be fine.”
Michael’s casual reply sounded as if he wasn’t concerned about Ronan. However, his furrowed eyebrows betrayed his true feelings.
“I feel really guilty when I see the condition he’s in.”
Recalling the look in Ronan’s eye made me feel terrible about myself.
“Anna, what are you saying? Do you regret being with me?”
Michael frowned when I mentioned Ronan. In fact, I could even sense the jealousy in this voice.
“Of course not. Being with you is the best decision I have ever made in my life,” I quickly explained myself when I saw the dissatisfaction in Michael’s eyes.
I had always dreamed of being together with him. There was no way I would regret it now that it had become a reality. It was just that I couldn’t stop myself from feeling guilty about Ronan.
If I were to do everything again, I would still make that choice.
My reply elicited a grin from Michael’s face. It was obvious that he was pleased with my answer.
After driving on the road leisurely for a few minutes, Michael remarked, “You should move to my mansion in a few days. You’re pregnant and you need someone to look after you. I don’t feel comfortable leaving you alone at home when I’m at work.”
“But I’m already accustomed to staying at Birchwood.”
I was sure that Michael’s suggestion had my best interests at heart. However, I wasn’t used to staying in the huge mansion. Other than Michael and myself, there were only two other housekeepers. I would be left alone in an empty house when Michael went out for work.
“This is not up for discussion. Just do as I say,” the man said domineeringly, not taking no for an answer.
I pouted and didn’t protest any further, knowing he was doing it for my own good. Nevertheless, the thought of staying at the mansion made me feel uncomfortable.
Back at Birchwood, Michael quickly left after receiving a call from the office, leaving me alone at home.
I still couldn’t believe that Michael and I had reconciled. Everything still felt surreal to me. This time around, his attitude toward me had changed significantly. Never had I realized that being loved by him felt so wonderful.
