Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 259 Michael Got Injured

“Yes. This is all my fault. However, I only did what I did because I know Michael and I will never stay together. I didn’t want too many people to know that we’ve been in a relationship. This was also the reason why I can’t accept your feeling.”

Ronan’s genuine affection for me made me feel the need to explain everything to him clearly. Even though my feelings toward Michael had receded, I could never agree to get together with Ronan, for I was once Michael’s lover.

“Enough. You don’t need to explain anymore. Everything is finally clear to me after so long. At the very least, I don’t need to be deceived by you two like a fool anymore.”

Before I could explain further, he cut me off. At that moment, I reckoned that my words would not make any difference as they could never negate the damage I dealt him.

The woman he loved was his cousin’s lover. He must think of me as revolting and despicable.

Ronan gazed at me with a bitter smile before he turned and stalked away wordlessly. Watching his retreating figure, I could vaguely sense his devastation.

Never had I expected things to turn out this way. Aside from the anguish that I felt from losing Michael, I was also swamped with guilt from the way things turned out between me and Ronan.

Ronan had treated me earnestly and did a lot for me. On the contrary, I acted selfishly and hurt him.

I thought that maybe a woman like me would never get to have a happy ending.

Distressed, I returned home feeling enervated. It should have been a great day after learning that my child was developing healthily. Unfortunately, Emma’s appearance had ruined it all.

For the next few days, I never stepped foot out of my house. Even when I had the urge to call Ronan sometimes, I would tamp those urges down.

to such a degree, I could never ask Ronan to forgive me. Of course, I wished for his

from the

vigilant after my house was destroyed last time. Hence, I

doing here? He has not come here for a long time. Plus, he’s

the door!” Michael demanded impatiently and rang the doorbell incessantly when he saw

stood at the entrance and hesitated for a moment. In the end, I

even look at Michael’s face, he pulled me

froze. My mind stopped me from pushing Michael away as his embrace was what

what are

forced my voice to sound calm. I was becoming more

move,” he demanded when I tried to push

a whiff of alcohol from

I ceased resisting. “Are you drunk?” I

at socializing events, as his alcohol tolerance was good. I reckoned that something must have happened for him to get

he tightened his hold with his

feel suffocated, I did not struggle and

He straightened and lowered his head to gaze

was bruised, and his left cheek was swollen, as though he was

happened to your face? Did someone

years that I had known Michael, I had never seen him getting injured. His miserable state got my heart wrenching in

never expected