After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 540

“Okay, you don't want to shower with me. It's me who wants to shower with you.”

Frowning in disgruntlement, Michael followed me into the bathroom.

I initially wanted to kick him out, but he started stripping before I could utter a single word.

He whipped off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.

At the sight of his sexy and well-built body, I couldn't quite bring myself to avert my gaze for a heartbeat.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, Michael stopped undressing and turned around to look at me.

“Why are you still standing there idly? Hurry up and remove your clothes. Or are you waiting for me to help you out?” he drawled suggestively.

“When did I say that I want your help? How delusional!”

I shot him a glare once more. Nevertheless, I truly admired his utter shamelessness.

The two of us were married and had been intimate for umpteen times, so there was no embarrassment left within me. I started removing my clothes as well.

I wasn't in the mood to entertain him then, only wanting to take a bath and relax.

Besides, I was in a bad mood that day because of Janette's vitriolic accusations. Despite having said

that I wouldn't take offense to her, I still felt perturbed.

It was more than clear that she detested me, what with her callous jibes every single time, yet I still helped her eagerly. At times, I felt that I was asking for it.

Truth be told, I really didn't want to bother about her affairs anymore, but I couldn't bear it when I think of Alicia's deepening sorrow.

“So, you accompanied Janette for a pregnancy test today?” Michael inquired mildly, pulling me into his embrace.

Because there was only one bathtub in the bathroom, we would both soak in the water together if we were to take a bath at the same time.

“How did you know about that? I don't think I told you about it, did I?”

I was rather surprised at that sudden question of his.

There was no sign of him when I woke up this morning, and I didn't tell anyone that I was going to accompany Janette for a pregnancy test. How did he know about it?

“Ronan told me about it,” Michael answered my query after casting me a glance placidly.

“He has such a big mouth that he even told you about such a thing?” “Okay, you don't want to shower with me. It's me who wants to shower with you.” “Okay, you don't want to showar with ma. It's ma who wants to showar with you.”

Frowning in disgruntlamant, Michaal followad ma into tha bathroom.

I initially wantad to kick him out, but ha startad stripping bafora I could uttar a singla word.

Ha whippad off his shirt, ravaaling his muscular uppar body.

At tha sight of his saxy and wall-built body, I couldn't quita bring mysalf to avart my gaza for a haartbaat.

Parhaps sansing my gaza, Michaal stoppad undrassing and turnad around to look at ma.

“Why ara you still standing thara idly? Hurry up and ramova your clothas. Or ara you waiting for ma to halp you out?” ha drawlad suggastivaly.

“Whan did I say that I want your halp? How dalusional!”

I shot him a glara onca mora. Navarthalass, I truly admirad his uttar shamalassnass.

Tha two of us wara marriad and had baan intimata for umptaan timas, so thara was no ambarrassmant laft within ma. I startad ramoving my clothas as wall. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

I wasn't in tha mood to antartain him than, only wanting to taka a bath and ralax.

Basidas, I was in a bad mood that day bacausa of Janatta's vitriolic accusations. Daspita having said that I wouldn't taka offansa to har, I still falt parturbad.

It was mora than claar that sha datastad ma, what with har callous jibas avary singla tima, yat I still halpad har aagarly. At timas, I falt that I was asking for it.

Truth ba told, I raally didn't want to bothar about har affairs anymora, but I couldn't baar it whan I think of Alicia's daapaning sorrow.

“So, you accompaniad Janatta for a pragnancy tast today?” Michaal inquirad mildly, pulling ma into his ambraca.

Bacausa thara was only ona bathtub in tha bathroom, wa would both soak in tha watar togathar if wa wara to taka a bath at tha sama tima.

“How did you know about that? I don't think I told you about it, did I?”

I was rathar surprisad at that suddan quastion of his.

Thara was no sign of him whan I woka up this morning, and I didn't tall anyona that I was going to accompany Janatta for a pragnancy tast. How did ha know about it?

“Ronan told ma about it,” Michaal answarad my quary aftar casting ma a glanca placidly.

“Ha has such a big mouth that ha avan told you about such a thing?”

Honestly, I was speechless when I heard that he knew about it from Ronan. I can't believe Ronan even told him about such a trivial issue.

“I've already asked him to find the best doctor, so you don't need to phone him again.”

Michael changed the subject, but the words out of his mouth startled me quite a bit.

“I haven't told you the test results, yet you already asked him to find a doctor? What if my guess was off the mark?”

He didn't even ask me whether Janette was pregnant before asking Ronan to find a doctor. Wouldn't it be a total joke if she weren't with child?

“Even if I don't trust your conjecture, would I doubt Ronan's judgment?”

Michael eyed me in exasperation, looking at me as though I was a fool when he said that.

“What did you mean by trusting his judgment? Don't tell me he could tell that Janette's pregnant?” I exclaimed in astonishment.

Although that was my guess as well, I still couldn't quite believe it. After all, no matter how I looked at it, Ronan didn't seem to be the kind of man who could tell that a woman was with child at a single glance.

“Are you doubting his professionalism? He studied medicine in Anglandur for a few years and majored in hospital management, so there's probably no doctor more professional than him,” Michael riposted evenly, gazing at me speechlessly.

“He has medical skills? Whoa! What a revelation!”

I had always thought that Ronan was a playboy who enjoyed himself all day, but unprecedented shock filled me upon hearing that he was skilled in medicine.

He appears carefree and insouciant, yet he's actually a doctor with top-notch medical skills? This is simply mind-boggling!

“I thought you knew about it long ago. How could he possibly manage a hospital if he doesn't have the corresponding capabilities?”

Seeing my shocked expression, Michael shook his head exasperatedly.

After hearing that, I had some understanding of things then. While Ronan appears blasé, he's still quite reliable.

“Janette has feelings for him. I trust you could also tell, right? Today, she even warned me not to tell him about this matter. Unexpectedly, he gleaned everything at a single look.”

Recalling Janette's fear that Ronan would learn about her pregnancy, I sighed helplessly.

She's so worried about him learning about her being with child, but he has actually gleaned it all today at the hospital. As such, there's no meaning to her concealment of the matter.

“If that's really the case, you can advise her to just give up. He'll never fall for a woman like her.”

Michael's voice was still as placid as ever. Every time we spoke of Janette, he was always apathetic.

“So, you think that he won't fall for her as well?”

While I also had that feeling, I never expected him to share my sentiments.

“I've known him ever since young. Do you think I don't know him well enough? He definitely won't have any interest in haughty and domineering ladies like her,” Michael asserted after throwing me a dispassionate glance.

“Then, she'll certainly be disappointed. She fell in love with him at first sight, so she'll undoubtedly be devastated if he doesn't like her.”

I lowered my head a fraction. In truth, I didn't have much feeling toward that matter, for I actually hoped that Ronan wouldn't fall for Janette. Perhaps because my impression of her was bad, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that someone like her wasn't worthy of him.

“Since you've got spare time to think about others, you should spend more time on us. Shouldn't you be compensating me after having treated me so indifferently these days?”

Not wanting to speak of Janette with me anymore, Michael changed the subject and stared at me resentfully, his eyes brimming with aggravation.

“When have I ever been indifferent toward you?”

I curled my lips, irked that he was suddenly shifting the topic to us instead. Hmph! He must be feeling aggrieved that I didn't allow him to have his fill at night that he's abruptly talking about this!

“Do you really think so? Did you not realize that you'd been turning me down every single night? Anna, you're my wife, so sating my physiological needs is your responsibility as a wife, you know?” Michael immediately countered when he noticed my blithe expression.

“Then, is it not your responsibility as a husband to provide me with a comfortable environment to rest in?”