Chapter 160
Love from My Dominant Boss
âWho are you?â
I was puzzled and could not figure out who the caller was.
âIâm Ronan. Have you forgotten me, Ms. Garcia?â
Ronan, who was on the other end of the line, was somewhat disappointed after knowing that I could not recognize him.
âOh, itâs you. I didnât forget about you. Itâs just that itâs out of my expectations that youâll call me out of the blue.â
Ronanâs unforgettable looks could fight that of Michaelâs, so I would never forget him. But then, I did not expect that he would call me.
I thought I would never meet him again. Who knew he would call me just after a few days.
To be honest, I disliked men who were like Ronan. Even though it was undeniable that he was handsome and had a sunny boy kind of vibe, he had always given me the impression that he was flippant.
He looked like an irresponsible young lad, which was the extreme opposite of the type of man I would likeâmature and steady.
âIt took me great difficulty to get your number, so how is it possible for me to not contact you? Iâm very enthusiastic when it comes to calling pretty ladies.â
Ronanâs voice from the other side of the phone was starting to get frivolous.
Instantly, I frowned as I disliked the way he talked.
âWhy did you call me for?â I asked plainly.
âWell, I would like to ask a pretty lady like you out for dinner.â
Ronanâs voice sounded from the other end of the line once again, but this time his words only got me more furious.
Isnât it unchivalrous for a man to tell a lady such words when he has only seen her twice?
âI donât have time today, so Iâm afraid we canât meet.â
In my mind, I had already labeled Ronan as a playboy. As such, I instinctively rejected his invitation.
âMs. Garcia, you rejected me without thinking. That hurts me so much; Iâm really disappointed,â continued Ronan after pausing for a while.
âIâm sorry, but I really have something on tonight.â
Since I decided not to have any form of relationship with Ronan, I rejected him outright.
I knew this playboyâs reason for calling me very well. Other than not having any interest in him, I figured I should not do anything inappropriate given my current relationship with Michael.
âAll right, I wonât insist since you said that. But I hope youâll not turn me down next time.â
Hearing my response, Ronan did not press the topic any further.
âGoodbye then.â
I heaved a sigh of relief and hung up the phone after saying that.
Apart from our first meet, Ronan had always been very frivolous. Although he was very handsome, I did not have good feelings toward him. I preferred men who had a mature and staid appearance, albeit they might not be the same on the inside. Michael was the exact example of that.
When I returned to Birchwood, Michael was not home yet. Then, I recalled the text message he sent me earlier, yet could not wrap my mind around why he had asked me to wait for him at the parking lot.
I shook my head and did not want to think about anything related to Michael. Because of him, I already had a hard time in the company, so I did not want anyone else to know about my relationship with him.
If that colleague called Tiffany knew that I had slept with Michael for more than once, wonât she be so furious that she lost her mind?
I was in the kitchen busily preparing for dinner that night. After a long while, I heard the sounds of the knob twisting and the door opening, and Michael walked in after.
As soon as he saw me, his expression instantly turned grim as his gaze glinted with anger.
âYouâre at home?â he uttered as he came over to my side. There was a hint of fury in his tone.
âOf course Iâm at home. Where else can I be at this hour if Iâm not home?â
I forced a smile on my face as a sense of guilt rose in me while I looked at Michael.
He mustâve asked me that because of that text message.
âDidnât I tell you to wait for me at the parking lot? Why did you come back first?â
After hearing my reply, Michaelâs expression froze. He strode toward me as his eyes were blazing with growing rage that it was as though he wanted to burn me to ashes.
âMessage? What message?â I pretended to be confused as I felt a shiver down my spine.
âWhat do you mean? Anna, donât tell me you didnât receive the message I sent you?â
I thought I would be able to bluff my way out. However, Michael appeared to be even angrier after I said that.
âI really donât know what message youâre referring to. When did you send me a message?â
Faced with his stern looks, I could not bring myself to look into his eyes. I was panicking deep inside.
âDonât try to use your petty tricks on me, Anna!â Michael snorted before leaving for the room.
I was flustered when I saw him leaving. Hesitated at the thought of how I was the target of my colleagues in the office that morning, I called and stopped him from heading out.
âUmm⦠I have something to tell you.â
To avoid being constantly targeted by my colleagues, I decided to clear up the air with Michael.
âWhat?â
He stopped in his tracks and turned to me while still looking cold and indifferent.
âFrom today onward, can we not have any other contact or meet up outside this house? I donât want to let too many people know about our relationship.â After a moment of silence, I decided to tell him what was on my mind.
The reason I could put my words out in a tone devoid of guilt and shame was that I thought Michael would agree to my suggestion since he was just unwilling to let others learn about our relationship as well, just like me.
âIs this what you wanted to tell me?â
He narrowed his eyes as he stood in his original spot. The surge of coldness sprang from the depth of his eyes that I instantly felt a drop in the room temperature.
âI know you donât want others to know about our relationship too. Since we have the same thought in mind, we should act like we donât know each other when weâre outside,â I reiterated while looking into Michaelâs eyes, even though I could not decipher why he was so furious.
âTo you, my presence is really that embarrassing?â He stared at me and popped the question after a long time. I was confident that those words I had said were out of goodwill for both of us. However, his reaction to my reply seemed to show that he was really annoyed.