Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 447 Slept In The Bathtub

I cleared my thought and tried not to think about the past. The only thing I wanted to do now was to get out of here as soon as possible. Since Michael had gone to the bathroom, I figured it was my opportunity.

“You’d better not think of leaving. No matter where you run to, I can catch you back!”

The second I stood up, Michael’s voice came from the bathroom. He sounded utterly composed, as though he had predicted that I would escape.

I shifted my gaze toward the bathroom and realized the door was still closed. He was still inside. How could he possibly know what I was doing?

I froze on the spot, hesitating if I should leave. I hated to admit it, but his threat indeed worked on me. I did not doubt his ability.

However, I still recoiled in fear upon recalling his furious look. After pondering for a long while, I decided to leave anyway. I tiptoed to the door, not daring to make a sound.

Before I could reach the door, his voice appeared again. This time, it was right behind me.

“Anna, did you just ignore me? Did you hear what I said?”

Michael glared at me with rage.

My heart jolted as waves of terror rose within me.

Before I could say anything, he stepped toward me swiftly and carried me in his arms. I was shocked, and I responsively wrapped my arms around his neck. My heart started to beat fast as I felt the warmth emitted from his body.

I did not know why but my heart would pound furiously whenever he got close to me.

“Michael, what are you doing?”

I stared at him cautiously as my mind wandered. He is carrying me. Does he want to have sex with me?

up and go brush your

me with disgust. It was probably

hygiene. I knew it was challenging for

displeased when I saw his disgusted look. However, I did not say

me a toothbrush. He had

 Am

teeth. I felt utterly drowsy. I forced myself to stay awake as he was beside

walked past him and wanted to go out of the bathroom. Yet, when I reached the door, he

knitted

get some sleep. If you don’t want me to go, can I at least sleep

worn out, and I really did not

you take a bath.

my hand and did not wait for my response. He started

what do you think you

could not be blamed for having an

you think I am doing? I am

hands did not stop. Instead, they worked faster. In the blink of an eye, all the buttons on my lace

that was one year ago. He felt like a stranger to

manage myself. I don’t need your

him directly when he was about

had no right to help me take a

you don’t need my

hands paused as he stared at me coldly. His tone was devoid of

positive. I don’t need your help.

without hesitation as I stared at him with a firm look. Of course, I

will wait

the bathroom and