Love from My Dominant Boss - Season 3 Episode 74

Michael looked at me expressionlessly while I looked at him in anxiety as I waited for his reply.

“The child is half the reason.”

Although his tone was composed, his answer wasn’t what I had expected. I gave him a puzzled look as I had assumed he canceled the wedding entirely because of the child.

“What’s the other half then?”

I looked him in the eye, feeling nervous yet somewhat hopeful.

“You!” Michael replied in an indifferent tone.

Nevertheless, I was ecstatic to learn that he had married me partly because of his feelings for me.

My eyes sparkled, and my heart was overwhelmed with bliss. It was just that I didn’t know how to express it.

“Michael, I—”

It took me a long while to calm down. Looking at Michael’s face, I was about to say something when he leaned in and locked his lips with mine.

The moment our lips touched, it felt as if I was being electrocuted. My mind turned blank, and I forgot what I had wanted to say.

As Michael’s scent filled my senses, I felt a sense of security that never existed before. All this while, I had always been fearful of losing him. But on that day, I was certain that he would always remain by my side.

Hugging him, I reciprocated his kiss. For the first time, his kiss was so gentle. It wasn’t tinged with his usual possessiveness or anger. Instead, it was filled with all his affection for me.

That night was the happiest night of my entire life.

I slept exceptionally well in his arms after that. In my dreams, I saw both of us at our wedding and the birth of our child. Everything was perfect, and I was the happiest person on Earth.

When I woke up in the morning, I was still lying in Michael’s arms. The moment I adjusted myself, he opened his eyes.

“Why are you up so early?”

I gave him a surprised look as I didn’t expect him to be up at that hour.

“Do you think I can get any sleep while hugging you like this the entire night?”

Michael’s voice was plain and didn’t sound as if he had just woken up. Looking at his arm that I had used as a pillow, I knitted my eyebrows slightly.

I trailed his gaze, and it quickly dawned upon me what the issue was. I quickly raised my head and pulled out his hand.

I had used Michael’s hand as my pillow the entire night. Just when I touched him, I could see his eyebrows furrow in response. He had maintained that position for the entire night, so it must be numb by now.

“I’m sorry.”

Thinking back to how blissfully I slept in his arms, I felt sorry for him.

“Why?”

Michael frowned, surprised by my sudden apology.

“Your arm must be numb by now. Why don’t I give it a massage?”

I didn’t answer his question. The look on his face made me feel bad for using his arm as my pillow for the entire night. I slept really well and didn’t consider how uncomfortable it was for him.

“It’s fine.”

Despite his refusal, I could see from his knitted eyebrows that he needed it.

I pursed my lips in response. Although I was upset by the fact that his words were contrary to his feelings, my conscience compelled me to sit up and massage the arm I slept on.

Halfway through the massage, the tension between his eyebrows began to ease. In fact, I could see that he was enjoying himself.

Just when I was still massaging him, he blurted all of a sudden, “Let’s go to the hospital after breakfast.”

“For what?” I gave him a baffled look.

“For a check-up, of course. You’re pregnant and a full body examination is required,” Michael said, shifting his gaze to my tummy.

At that moment, I caught a glimpse of the faint smile on his face. It was evident that he was overjoyed that I was carrying his child.

“Okay.”

The thought that Michael was taking me for a check-up at the hospital delighted me. Although I was given a clean bill of health recently, I didn’t mind going a few more times just because he was accompanying me.

Seeing that I was tired after massaging his arm for twenty minutes, Michael got me to stop.

I had planned to make breakfast for him. However, he didn’t allow me to do so due to my pregnancy. Instead, he had the housekeeper come early to the mansion to prepare breakfast.

Breakfast was simple and suited to my taste. I couldn’t take anything oily at the moment as I would feel nauseous at the sight of meat.

Michael drove me to the hospital after that and led me through a host of check-ups. Although they were a lot more thorough than the ones I had done, the results were more or less the same.

The doctor gave us some advice and reminded me to get enough supplements.

After the check-up, we had wanted to leave the hospital straight away, but we ran into Ronan in front of the elevator.

I was holding Michael’s arm, and the smile on my face froze the moment I saw him.

It wasn’t because I was self-conscious. Instead, I felt guilty for hurting him so badly while I was now happy together with Michael.

At that moment, I couldn’t bring myself to face him at all. Every time I saw the pain in his eyes, I would feel terrible at what I had done.

Ronan’s gaze fell upon my grip on Michael’s hand. He remained expressionless, but I could still see the sorrow in his eyes.

Amidst the tense atmosphere, Michael looked at Ronan and commented plainly, “Mr. Moore, you seem to be frequenting the hospital more often now. It appears to me that you’re getting more ambitious.”

Michael was aware of the feelings Ronan had for me. But since they were good friends, he didn’t really mind. If it was anyone else, he wouldn’t have greeted them so warmly.

“Do you intend for me to while away my life? I think I should pick up a thing or two from you, Michael. Women nowadays prefer men who are both aloof and successful, like you,” Ronan said while looking at me placidly.

I could detect the sarcasm in his words.