Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 158

I raked a hand through my hair in frustration. Argh! I wonder how much Mr. Doyle is going to penalize me since I’m late to work today!

I then flipped through my contacts for Harry’s number to give him a call and explain things. But before I had even pressed the dial button, a call came in.

At the sight of Michael’s name flashing across the screen, my heart pounded wildly.

Shit! Could he be calling at this time to question why I’m not in the office yet? Oh God, what should I do? How should I explain it to him? I can’t say that I overslept, can I? After all, such an excuse isn’t valid to him!

Throughout my internal monologue, my phone continued ringing. Inhaling deeply, I finally answered the call uneasily.

“Hello, Mr. Shaw…” I murmured after the call was connected.

Sheer anxiety ricocheted within me, for I was terrified that Michael’s apoplectic voice would suddenly blast out from the other end of the phone.

“You’re awake?”

To my surprise, Michael didn’t rage at me. Instead, his voice was placid with a trace of warmth.

My heart skipped a beat at once, and a strange feeling pervaded me. I shook my head forcefully, telling myself that I had to be hearing things since he would never speak to me so tenderly.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Shaw. I overslept this morning.”

Well, regardless of whether he’s calling to reprimand me, I can’t go wrong with an apology right off the bat. Even if he’s irate, he won’t be too angry when I apologize so sincerely.

“I was the one who turned off your alarm. I’m giving you the day off, so just stay home and rest up. Perhaps I went about things wrongly yesterday.”

Michael’s deep and alluring voice was still as detached as ever as it drifted over, yet my heart fluttered.

who turned off my alarm? How could he simply fiddle with my cell phone? Doesn’t he know

final utterance, my heart hammered wildly. He actually admitted that he was wrong before me? Has hell

“Mr. Shaw, I…”

out of my stupor. I opened my mouth to say something else,

the other end of the phone, I curled my lips in chagrin. Good grief! That was the

turbulent for a very long time. Why

remotely related to Michael. His mind was wired differently from others, after all, so I could never comprehend

at Birchwood the entire day without going anywhere. When hunger pangs hit, I made

clothes, I was so

at night, he was so shocked at my state that his eyes almost popped out of his head. Never once had I

just fall into

his hand, Michael eyed me with utter

harsh, Michael? I merely didn’t wash up or doll

things. Although I’m a bit disheveled, I don’t look as bad as having fallen into the

afraid that I’ll lose interest in you when you’re showing me such an unsightly

“That’s your problem.”

in the mood to entertain him recently. I was already annoyed by my own problems, so I hadn’t the mental capacity to bother

me in vexation. In the next second, his commanding voice rang

half an hour to take a shower and

brows scrunched together. While I was disgruntled at his order, I still

on the empty cup of instant noodles on the dining table. He was a clean freak, so he was definitely hopping mad to see

set of clean pajamas, Michael was sitting in the living room with a terrifyingly grim

to relax at home today, and you

of instant noodles on the dining table, his

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255