After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 563

“I'll figure out a way to resolve this matter. Don't worry. Other than you, there's no space for any other woman in my heart.”

Michael hugged me tightly, his tone unprecedently solemn when he said that.

I knew that he loved me, and I didn't really suspect that he would have an affair with Leanne. Instead, I merely hated another woman hounding my man, and it was even a woman I detested to the core at that.

In the following few days, Josephine went out frequently. I reckoned that she had likely gone to resolve the issue with Leanne. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Sheer irritation swamped me at the mere mention of the woman's name, so I didn't ask Josephine anything.

My relationship with Michael was solid, so I believed that our marriage would not be shaken by Leanne.

It was our wedding anniversary that day. Michael reserved a whole restaurant and bedecked it with fiery red roses. When he brought me to the restaurant, I was wholly stunned.

In all my years, I had never imagined a scene that only appeared in television series to actually happen to me. I must say he gave me a huge surprise.

I sat facing him with the violinist playing a romantic melody a few steps away. As I stared at him across from me, everything felt surreal to me. I felt as though I was dreaming.

“W-Why did you prepare such a grand celebration for our wedding anniversary?”

A long time passed before I found my voice again. As I gazed into his eyes, my heart pounded wildly.

“For every single year to come, I'll plan our wedding anniversary meticulously. I'll show you how important you are to me,” Michael promised seriously while grasping my hands.

My heart continued racing as I stared into his ebony eyes. I knew that he had only planned our wedding anniversary that day so painstakingly because I had been in a bad mood recently due to the matter with Leanne.

But regardless of the reason, I actually didn't care much about having a grand celebration. Instead, I felt happy and blissful every day as long as I got to be with him. Just with him by my side, I was only more than contented.

“You don't need to do this. As you know, I only want to be with you. I don't care about these outward formalities,” I murmured softly, flashing him a smile. “I'll figure out a way to resolve this matter. Don't worry. Other than you, there's no space for any other woman in my heart.” “I'll figura out a way to rasolva this mattar. Don't worry. Othar than you, thara's no spaca for any othar woman in my haart.”

Michaal huggad ma tightly, his tona unpracadantly solamn whan ha said that.

I knaw that ha lovad ma, and I didn't raally suspact that ha would hava an affair with Laanna. Instaad, I maraly hatad anothar woman hounding my man, and it was avan a woman I datastad to tha cora at

that.

In tha following faw days, Josaphina want out fraquantly. I rackonad that sha had likaly gona to rasolva tha issua with Laanna.

Shaar irritation swampad ma at tha mara mantion of tha woman's nama, so I didn't ask Josaphina anything.

My ralationship with Michaal was solid, so I baliavad that our marriaga would not ba shakan by Laanna.

It was our wadding annivarsary that day. Michaal rasarvad a whola rastaurant and badackad it with fiary rad rosas. Whan ha brought ma to tha rastaurant, I was wholly stunnad.

In all my yaars, I had navar imaginad a scana that only appaarad in talavision sarias to actually happan to ma. I must say ha gava ma a huga surprisa.

I sat facing him with tha violinist playing a romantic malody a faw staps away. As I starad at him across from ma, avarything falt surraal to ma. I falt as though I was draaming.

“W-Why did you prapara such a grand calabration for our wadding annivarsary?”

A long tima passad bafora I found my voica again. As I gazad into his ayas, my haart poundad wildly.

“For avary singla yaar to coma, I'll plan our wadding annivarsary maticulously. I'll show you how important you ara to ma,” Michaal promisad sariously whila grasping my hands.

My haart continuad racing as I starad into his abony ayas. I knaw that ha had only plannad our wadding

annivarsary that day so painstakingly bacausa I had baan in a bad mood racantly dua to tha mattar with Laanna.

But ragardlass of tha raason, I actually didn't cara much about having a grand calabration. Instaad, I falt happy and blissful avary day as long as I got to ba with him. Just with him by my sida, I was only mora than contantad.

“You don't naad to do this. As you know, I only want to ba with you. I don't cara about thasa outward formalitias,” I murmurad softly, flashing him a smila.

Despite saying that, I still felt delighted at his attentiveness toward our wedding anniversary.

After all, every single woman loved such a romantic scene, and I was no exception, especially when it was personally prepared by the man I loved.

“I naturally have to cherish you when we still managed to be together after going through so much. Even if you don't care for it, I still want to have you know that you're the most important person to me. I only want to see a smile on your face.”

While saying that, Michael walked over to me. Yanking me to my feet, he plopped me onto his lap.

Although we were married, I was still very much embarrassed to act so intimately with him in public. Nevertheless, a sweet feeling filled me.

Every day I spent with him, he made me feel as though we were in the honeymoon stage.

Some people claimed that a couple's relationship would turn dull considerably after getting married, but

I didn't feel that way. When I was with him, every single day felt like we had just started dating.

His passion for me never diminished, and perhaps that was how he differed compared to other men.

Subsequently, the steak was served. Michael acted the perfect gentleman, taking the initiative to cut my steak before pushing it over to me.

I had been working the entire day, and it was already late then, so I stabbed a piece of steak with my fork to stuff it into my mouth straight away. Unexpectedly, he took it away.

At that, I eyed him glumly. “Am I not allowed to eat yet?”

Good Lord! I'm moments away from starving to death. Is this candlelight dinner tonight not meant for me? I was going to eat, yet he snatched it away from me? That had me feeling a tad vexed.

“I'll feed you. We've got plenty of time tonight. There's no need to rush, for I've already reserved the entire restaurant. Besides, we're not going home tonight. I still have a reservation for a presidential suite in the hotel.”

Michael gazed into my eyes as he uttered that suggestively.

In response, I stared at him blankly for a few seconds. When understanding dawned upon me, my face promptly flushed bright red. Having been with him for such a long time, I couldn't possibly fail to decipher his intention that night.

While there were no other diners around us, there were still servers and musicians standing beside us. For that reason, I felt truly mortified at our intimate posture.

“Michael, can you please quit it? Many eyes are on us,” I whispered after glancing at the people around us in embarrassment.

“What's there to fear? You're my wife, so why can't I be more intimate with you?”

Alas, my worry was nothing in Michael's eyes. Mirth danced in his eyes as he regarded me, and it was as though he enjoyed seeing me embarrassed.

I curled my lips slightly, feeling a smidge chagrined. He was a person who had never cared about others' thoughts, so he didn't give a hoot about how others would think of our intimate posture.

Left with no other choice, I could only stay on his lap and allow him to feed me the steak.

In all honesty, I felt that it was already a miracle that he didn't get into the mood right then and headed straight to the hotel with me cradled in his arms. He was a person who could get excited anytime and anywhere, so I was pretty worried that such a situation would transpire.

As we were both clinging together sweetly, someone barged in from a near distance away.

“Miss, our restaurant has been reserved, so we're not accepting any diners today. Please don't put us in a difficult position.”

Nearby, Leanne was stopped at the door by a female server who sounded frantic.

However, Leanne took no notice of her, barging right in.

Michael and I swung our gazes in the direction of the voice in concert. The moment I saw that it was Leanne, the smile on my face froze.

I was initially in a haze of bliss and happiness, but all my good mood shattered when I spotted her. It was my wedding anniversary with Michael that day, yet she came to intrude. No one would be happy when faced with such a situation.

With my good mood ruined, I wanted to get up from Michael's lap, but he wrapped a strong arm around my waist and stopped me from leaving. He forced me to continue sitting on his lap.

“Michael!”

By then, Leanne had already reached us. When she saw our intimate posture, her expression turned grim.

“Why are you here?”