Chapter 384 Your Joke Is Not Funny

“Didn’t you say you have something to tell me? You can tell me now.”

Michael took his eyes off the road and cast me a glance. His voice was soft as though he was afraid of scaring me.

Hearing his gentle voice, I looked at him. But when I saw the concern in his eyes, I didn’t know how to start.

“Michael, will you forgive me if I make a huge mistake?”

I was wringing my hands as I asked him. I couldn’t look into his eyes as I waited for his answer.

“No matter how huge the mistake my girl has committed, it’s not a mistake in my eyes. You have me by your side. I don’t care what you’ve done.”

He reached his hand out to grab mine. Determination and affection were laced in his words.

My heart lurched at the warmth I felt from his hand. I’m touched by his words, but he doesn’t know the severity of my mistake this time.

I know he won’t get mad no matter the mistakes or trouble I’ve caused, but this is an exception. Will he still tell me such kind, loving words if I tell him that I hurt his mother?

I lowered my head in silence. I still haven’t figured out how to tell him. I was reluctant to spoil the happiness between us.

The car continued smoothly, and soon we arrived at the mansion.

He steadily pulled the car to a stop and turned to me with a small smile.

I merely sat there like a statue, still hesitant to tell him.

You’re acting very

could see the concern

wouldn’t be as how we are right now

I’ve already decided to take the

want to tell me? I’m worried about the way you’re

out over the way I’m acting

In truth, I

out in a whisper. I lowered my head, unwilling to see his reaction. My heart was racing as I waited for him

could feel his gaze on me. My palms began to

to do with you. You don’t have to feel

knew he had misunderstood my words. He didn’t understand what

my courage from deep within me as I said, “No, Michael. You don’t understand. I’m trying to tell you that I was the one

“W-What did you say?”

stared at me with wide, dark eyes. They were so sharp and keen as though they could

to meet his gaze and kept telling myself to be

sorry. It’s my

my head, hiding the tears that

know

as he yelled at me. It was a first for

he couldn’t accept what I had told him since it was too sudden. I knew he would be mad and hate me

I’m sorry. I’m truly

didn’t dare to lift my head as I let my tears continue to fall. Pain and despair filled me. I had never

are. I know, for sure, that you won’t do something like that. Tell me, why

me as rage filled

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