After marrying my boss (Anna) novel Chapter 119

Just when I was fidgeting on the couch, entertaining the idea of sneaking away, the sound of the bedroom door opening disrupted my train of thought. My heart skipped a beat and I immediately looked in the direction of the bedroom. Sure enough, Michael’s figure appeared in my line of sight.

He was wearing a robe with a few locks of hair messily framing his forehead, giving off a lazy vibe.

When he saw me sitting on the couch, surprise flickered in his eyes. But the next second, he strode toward the kitchen as though he hadn’t seen me.

After grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator, he stopped not far from me.

Then, he took a sip of water before speaking in a raspy voice. “What are you doing up in the middle of the night? Playing ghost to scare me?”

“Excuse me. Have you seen such a pretty ghost before?”

What is wrong with him? Why is he talking about ghosts at this hour? Besides, which part of me looks like a ghost?

“Pretty? Do you think the word ‘pretty’ matches the way you look right now?”

Michael snorted with disdain upon hearing my retort.

Already in a bad mood, Michael’s jab at me only served to grate on my nerves. What’s his problem? Did he force me to stay here just to insult me?

I glared at Michael and wanted to talk back, but when I thought about the way I looked at the moment, I found myself bereft of speech. I know the word ‘pretty’ doesn’t match the way I look right now, but can’t he act more like a gentleman and refrain from insulting me like that?

“If you’re done, you should go back to your room and rest. I’m going to get some rest too.”

Disinclined to get into an argument with Michael, I lay back down on the couch and ignored him since it didn’t seem like he had anything nice to say to me anyway.

“Then you can continue playing ghost here. Just be careful, or a real ghost might come here to keep you company.”

Michael chuckled lightly and went back to the bedroom.

Right after he said that, I felt a chill run down my spine.

I usually liked reading horror novels and didn’t think anything much about them. Oddly, a hint of fear crept into my heart after hearing what he said.

Looking out the windows, only pitch-black darkness greeted me.

As the windows were slightly ajar, the curtains billowed eerily in the wind, painting a scene straight out of a horror movie. A horror movie that I’d watched before surfaced in my mind, and I wondered if a female ghost was about to appear behind the curtains.

I had always possessed a vivid imagination. Hence, goosebumps rose all over my body even when I knew that I was only scaring myself.

Right then, sleep was impossible.

I glanced in the direction of the bedroom, and was suddenly overwhelmed with the impulse to rush in.

Michael was inside. Being near him would definitely make me feel safer.

The curtains were still swaying when I peeked at the windows again. The wind that blew in was slightly chilly, causing my heart to tighten in my chest.

I got up and made my way to the bedroom, but hesitated by the door.

Because the lights in the living room weren’t turned on, I felt especially creeped out. Taking a deep breath, I mustered up the courage to push open the door and poke my head in.