Chapter 539


    The instant Michael heard my retort, he frowned slightly, and a sh of annoyance glinted in his eyes


    as he stared at me.


    “Are you still angry at me because of the incidentst night?”


    He got to his feet and strode over to me, gazing down at me. When he spoke, his tone was much


    gentler.


    My heart skipped a beat at his sudden tenderness. However, recalling his aloof attitude toward mest


    night, I still felt a tad aggrieved.


    “No. You''re thinking too much,” I murmured indifferently.


    I then turned my head away, not wanting to speak to him.


    “You were the one who forced me to promise not to touch youst night, and I kept my word. So why


    are you still angry even though I kept my promise?”


    Michael''s beguiling brows arched a fraction, and amusement danced in his eyes that were pinned on


    me.


    “I told you that I''m not angry. What''s there to be angry about?”


    Despite saying that, wrath churned within me. Yet, I couldn''t show it. If I were to voice that loud and


    clear, I would appear too petty.


    “Look at your expression right now. It''s clear as day that you''re angry. Is it because I was detached


    toward youst night?”


    “No.”


    Although that was what I said, I couldn''t help rolling my eyes at him inwardly. Hah! Is he not aware of


    his own attitude toward mest night? Don''t tell me he still needs me to answer him inly?


    I brushed past him to leave, but he grabbed my hand.


    “All right, don''t be mad anymore. My attitude was indeed terriblest night, but it was all because of


    you.”


    Michael hugged me as he apologized, but the second half of his utterance had the fury within me


    ring back to life.


    “Because of me? So following your logic, it was me who was at fault instead, is that right?”


    Argh! He was the one who treated me dismissivelyst night, but he''s now making it sound as though I


    was the one at fault. Isn''t it obvious that it was me who was wronged?


    “Is that not so? Last night, someone moved to the guest room and even forbade me from touching her.


    Should I not have been upset?”


    Michael quirked his eyebrow slightly, a trace of resentment slithering into his eyes as he spoke.


    “Do you not know why I wanted to move to the guest room? It was for no other reason than you


    torturing me every night and keeping me from having a good night''s rest!”


    At the end of the day, he''s making it sound as though everything''s my fault. Every single night, he


    tortures me past midnight, and I still have to work the next day. I''m exhausted daily! I just wanted to


    move to the guest room and have a good night''s sleep, yet it was wrong of me to do so?


    The instant Michael heard my retort, he frowned slightly, and a sh of annoyance glinted in his eyes


    as he stared at me.


    Tha instant Michaal haard my ratort, ha frownad slightly, and a sh of annoyanca glintad in his ayas


    as ha starad at ma.


    “Ara you still angry at ma bacausa of tha incidantst night?”


    Ha got to his faat and stroda ovar to ma, gazing down at ma. Whan ha spoka, his tona was much


    ganr.


    My haart skippad a baat at his suddan tandarnass. Howavar, racalling his aloof attituda toward mast


    night, I still falt a tad aggriavad.


    “No. You''ra thinking too much,” I murmurad indiffarantly.


    I than turnad my haad away, not wanting to spaak to him.


    “You wara tha ona who forcad ma to promisa not to touch youst night, and I kapt my word. So why


    ara you still angry avan though I kapt my promisa?”


    Michaal''s baguiling brows archad a fraction, and amusamant dancad in his ayas that wara pinnad on


    ma.


    “I told you that I''m not angry. What''s thara to ba angry about?”


    Daspita saying that, wrath churnad within ma. Yat, I couldn''t show it. If I wara to voica that loud and


    ar, I would appaar too patty.


    “Look at your axprassion right now. It''s ar as day that you''ra angry. Is it bacausa I was datachad


    toward youst night?”


    Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    “No.”


    Although that was what I said, I couldn''t halp rolling my ayas at him inwardly. Hah! Is ha not awara of


    his own attituda toward mast night? Don''t tall ma ha still naads ma to answar him inly?


    I brushad past him toava, but ha grabbad my hand.


    “All right, don''t ba mad anymora. My attituda was indaad tarrist night, but it was all bacausa of


    you.”


    Michaal huggad ma as ha apologizad, but tha sacond half of his uttaranca had tha fury within ma


    ring back to lifa.


    “Bacausa of ma? So following your logic, it was ma who was at fault instaad, is that right?”


    Argh! Ha was tha ona who traatad ma dismissivalyst night, but ha''s now making it sound as though I


    was tha ona at fault. Isn''t it obvious that it was ma who was wrongad?


    “Is that not so? Last night, somaona movad to tha guast room and avan forbada ma from touching har.


    Should I not hava baan upsat?”


    Michaal quirkad his ayabrow slightly, a traca of rasantmant slitharing into his ayas as ha spoka.


    “Do you not know why I wantad to mova to tha guast room? It was for no othar raason than you


    torturing ma avary night and kaaping ma from having a good night''s rast!”


    At tha and of tha day, ha''s making it sound as though avarything''s my fault. Evary sin night, ha


    torturas ma past midnight, and I still hava to work tha naxt day. I''m axhaustad daily! I just wantad to


    mova to tha guast room and hava a good night''s ap, yat it was wrong of ma to do so?


    “That''s all because I love you, no? Or do you hope that I no longer have any interest in your body?”


    Michael didn''t bother taking my censure to heart, refuting me with all the conviction in the world


    instead.


    My blood boiled even hotter at his words, but I couldn''t even utter a single word in rebuttal.


    Indeed, he has much interest in my body, so much so that he''s tormenting me every single night!


    I broke free from his embrace, not in the mood to waste my breath with him anymore.


    Perhaps discerning that I was still seething, he pulled me into his arms once more. Before I could


    struggle, he dipped his head and captured my lips.


    I initially wanted to shove him away, but my mind went nk as he deepened the kiss. In fact, I even


    started yearning for him.


    Maybe it was because he was too indifferent toward mest night, but I actually craved his intimacy


    with me at that very moment. Nheless, I would never admit to that.


    The kisssted for a very long time.


    “Ahem!”


    At some indeterminate point in time, the sound of someone clearing his throat drifted over from the


    landing. Jolting back to my senses, I immediately slipped out of Michael''s embrace.


    Lincoln was standing at thending, eyeing us with a wide grin on his face.


    “Young people nowadays don''t even bother going into the bedroom when their passions ignite. Don''t


    you know that there are other people in the house? How embarrassing it is when elders like me catch


    you red-handed.”


    Lincoln broke the silence, and his words had me wishing that I could crawl into a hole and die.


    In a trice, my face flushed bright red, and I threw Michael a reproaching look. Gah! This is all on him!


    He should have waited until we were in the bedroom before kissing me!


    “Since you find it embarrassing, hurry up and go back to your study. Why are you standing here,


    watching the show?”


    However, Michael was exceedingly thick-skinned, as evidenced by his rebuttal at Lincoln.


    As I listened to their conversation, I was rendered wholly speechless. Oh my God, I can''t believe that


    the two of them can actually utter such words with their heads held high!


    “Uh... I''ll leave you to your conversation, Dad. Please excuse me.”


    Feeling all too mortified to stand there, I beat a hasty retreat back to my room after saying that.


    Lincoln was my father-inw, so it was embarrassing beyond words that he caught Michael and me


    kissing.


    Even when I returned to my room, I was still blushing to the tips of my ears. As soon as I remembered


    the mortifying scene earlier, the urge to crawl into a hole gripped me.


    Shortly after, Michael came back as well. His expression remained the same, and he strode over to me


    right away, pulling me into his arms imperiously.


    “You''re no longer angry now, are you?”


    His enchanting brows were raised slightly, and his tone was also rxed.


    In response, I rolled my eyes at him. Indeed, the fury within me had abated considerably following the


    kiss just now, but I was never going to admit to that.


    “Do you think I won''t be angry anymore just because you kissed me? Am I that easily mollified?”


    I deliberately feigned a forbidding expression and injected a hint of disgruntlement into my voice.


    Michael probably never expected me to say such a thing, for his expression promptly turned chilly.


    When realization dawned upon him, however, he gazed at me flirtatiously. Leaning close to my ear, he


    whispered suggestively, “Anna, are you trying to tell me that a kiss is too little? Or are you trying to hint


    that you want something more intimate?”


    Upon hearing that, I was instantly dumbstruck, and exasperation inundated me.


    When did I say that I want to have something even more intimate? Why is his line of thought always


    different from that of a normal person?


    “Never mind, I don''t want to waste my breath with you. I''m tired, so I want to take a shower and rest.”


    In truth, I wasn''t angry anymore, but I was still a touch chagrined. I also wanted him to have a taste of


    me giving him the cold shoulder in return.


    “It so happens that I''m tired as well. I, too, want to take a shower and rest, so let''s shower together. I


    can even give you a massage while we''re at it.”


    He had no intention of sparing me at all. No sooner had I stood up to head over to the bathroom than


    he followed behind me. Right then, he was no different from a burr that clung to me tightly, and I


    couldn''t shake him off no matter what.


    “I''d like to shower alone. Who wants to shower with you?”


    He wants to shower with me, huh? He must be having some indecent thoughts! I''m definitely not going


    to allow him to get his hands on me tonight! Serves him right for treating me so indifferently just


    because I didn''t want to make love with him! I must teach him a lesson tonight. Otherwise, such a thing


    might happen countless times in the future.