After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 418

“Michael, we're through. There's nothing between us anymore. What right do you have to interrogate me now?”

I screamed at him as I struggled to free myself. Humiliation whipped at me each time he questioned me.

No matter what I do now, it's all wrong anyway. He never trusted me, not even for a little. He was the only one I loved. I gave him everything. How could he think I left him for Nicholas a year ago?

This assumption of his is a joke. Am I that much of a distrustful person to him? Has he not felt even a little of my love for him?

“We're not done! Anna, I told you before, you're my woman. You can only be mine in this life. If I find out there is something between you and Nicholas, I'll destroy him no matter what it takes.”

A turbulent of feelings darkened his onyx eyes. Coldness emanated from him, instantly cooling the atmosphere around us.

My pounding heart clenched as I looked at his enraged expression.

Why is he threatening me? He said he would destroy Nicholas no matter what it took. Is it because of his love for me or his selfish desire to possess me? From NôvelDrama.Org.

I don't know what he's thinking or what I am to him anymore.

Does he take me as his possession? He has never once considered my feelings for everything he said

and done.

“Michael, you're insufferable!”

Rage boiled within me at his chauvinistic declaration, causing my entire body to shiver. The urge to slap him rose within me. I wanted to remind him of the way he had abandoned and hurt me before. Does he not know that his words now sounded like a joke to me?

This man is truly selfish to the core. He was the one who dumped me and didn't want me anymore. Yet, now he's forbidding me from having other men appearing in my life. Does he wish to see me live a lonely life and die alone?

The flames of anger in Michael's eyes burned even brighter at my words. He stuffed me into his car, then got in the driver's seat.

His foot was stepping on the pedal to its limit. The pointer of the speedometer was in the red zone. I could feel my heart pounding in my throat, my knuckles slowly turning white from how tightly I was gripping the seat belt.

“Michael, stop the car! Have you lost your mind? Are you planning to get us killed?”

We'll both be dead if he got into an accident at this speed.

At that thought, I shifted my attention to the road ahead, afraid that he would crash into the car in front. My stomach lurched as dread engulfed me.

I kept yelling at him to stop the car, but he feigned deaf, completely ignoring me. I could feel the speed of the car increase instead.

“Michael, do you hear me? Stop the car!”

“Shut up! One more word from you, and I'll rape you right here and now. Do you want that?”

Despite the cold expression on his face, his eyes were raging with anger.

The moment he shouted his threat, my entire body stiffened for a minute. Then, anger gripped me as I shot him a death glare. How could he threaten me with something like that right at this minute? Shameless jerk!

“Michael, what do I have to do for you to let me go? What do you want from me? I've already failed at the collaboration. You should be glad about it.”

My eyes were wide with terror as I focused my gaze on the front, yet I couldn't help but scream at him. This guy is risking our life. What will happen to Amaury if both of us got into an accident?

“Easy, come back to me. And you have to cut off all ties with Nicholas as well. I will pamper you like how I used to as long as you're back by my side,” he said domineeringly, turning to me as his foot slowly lifted off the pedal, decreasing the car speed.

Stunned by his words for a split second, I glared at him, wishing my eyes could shoot out a laser beam and incinerate him right at that moment.

In the end, it's all because of his selfish desire. He can't tolerate others taking what was his, even if he

is the one who threw it away.

I finally realized just how selfish this man was.

“No way. I'm not going back to you. Unless I'm mentally unstable, I will never be with you ever again.”

No one would willingly turn back if they were in my shoes a year ago. Everyone had their limits, and he crossed mine. He left a scar so deep within me that I would have to be insane to even think about getting back with him.

Isn't it enough to get hurt once? In what world would I want to get hurt again? I'm not a masochist.

“What did you just say? I dare you to repeat it.”

The flame in his eyes had dampened to a chilling degree. Despite sounding softer, the suppressed rage in his voice made him even scarier.

“I'll repeat it a thousand times if I have to. The answer will still be the same. There's no hope between us anymore. There is no us, no matter in the now or the future.”

If I have to be honest, deep within me, I, too, wanted us to return to how we used to be. I'm well aware of my deepest desire. However, we can't turn back time. All those beautiful memories are in the past and shall stay in the past.

Suddenly, he stepped on the brake, causing my body to lurch forward from the inertia. Luckily, I had my seat belt in place, or I would have ended up with a bruise on my head from knocking against the windshield.

Fear filled every corner of my heart even though I didn't suffer any injury. I leaned back against the seat and shrieked at him, “Michael, you're crazy!”

Before I could hurl the rest of my frustrations out at him, he pulled me to him and smashed his lips onto mine.

His kiss was assertive. I could feel his need to possess me. It was as if he was trying to tear me into pieces before swallowing me whole.

I wanted to break free, but his hand was holding the back of my neck firmly, keeping my head in place. My struggles were futile.

The flaming passion in his kiss suffocated me. I even had a feeling that his kiss would lead me to my death from asphyxia.

It felt like an eternity had passed before he finally released me. My breathing was heavy as I tried to get air into my lungs. I truly thought I was going to die from suffocation.

Due to the lack of oxygen, my face was flushed red. However, all I felt was anger for this man.

I didn't know what else I should do to get him to leave me alone. We were currently competitors, and his frequent appearance was giving me a headache.

“Anna, you make me feel love and hate for you at the same time. My love for you had seeped into my skin and carved into my bones. Yet, you fill me with so much hatred that I want to kill you. Tell me, what should I do?”

Michael pinned his gaze at me as he spoke. There was a crack in his voice, and he sounded lost.