After a long while, my sobs turned into sniffles. Only then did I remove the covers from my head. I leaned against the headboard as I stared mindlessly at what was supposed to be my dinner.

Soon, Michael arrived. The moment he laid eyes on the chaos in the room, his eyebrows furrowed as he strode towards me.

“What happened here?”

“Nothing. I spilled my dinner.”

I answered calmly with my eyes still zoned into the food, not bothering to look at him.

“Your mom?”

Michael had a sharp mind. It took him no time to put the pieces together.

“Thank you, Michael.”

Even though the time I spent with Mom that day was far from pleasant, I was still immensely grateful to Michael. I knew he had done all that he did for me to be in Mom’s good books. Unfortunately, Mom’s attitude towards me would not be easily changed in the foreseeable future.

“Why are you still putting your hopes on such a horrible mother? Anna Garcia, you’re now a grown woman! You don’t have to stick around anymore.”

At the sight of my disheveled look, Michael’s expression darkened before reprimanding me coolly.

“I’m still putting my hopes on her because she is my mother,” I stated calmly without any expression.

After a few seconds of silence, I sighed. “Whatever it is, let’s stop talking about this. I’m famished. Can you buy me some food? I just want to channel all my misery to my appetite.”

Throughout the entire day, I had only had some chicken soup that Mom brought me in the morning and nothing else. My stomach had been rumbling since hours ago. Food was my only concern for the time being.

“What do you want? I’ll ask the secretary to send some over.”

Michael took out his phone and glanced calmly at me, preparing to give his secretary a call.

“Let’s eat out instead. I don’t want to stay here for a second longer. Don’t worry, it’s already dark out there. No one will recognize you.”

One of the main reasons, I suspect, was

one would recognize him without giving him the window to

you sure

Michael seemed to be more concerned about my health than others recognizing

first, I had thought Michael to be a self-absorbed man who cared for no one except

high fever was just a result of my exposure to low temperatures

flat-out refuse my invitation, my heart

“Let’s go, then.”

of close scrutinizing, Michael agreed

threw the covers away and put on

me the second my feet touched the

Michael’s arms. Our bodies were in close proximity to each other.

by ‘feeling much better’? I gotta admit, Anna, you’re getting better and

the bed. A grim look was

really fine. I just stood up a bit too

would change his mind, I quickly explained. I had finally managed to convince him to eat out with me. There was no way I was going to let him change his mind just because

yourself if you’re

look. With his strong observation skills, the

last night, almost freezing to death. How

go. The food will run out soon

had voluntarily held his hand because

gaze traveled to our hands,

cold breeze of the night hit my skin. Taken into account the fact that I was still having a fever, goosebumps started to crawl on my skin as I

outcome. Without wasting a second, he took off his coat and draped it onto my shoulders, engulfing me with his

despite knowing you still have

upon seeing

at him,

His vicious

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