"I am very sorry for what happened today," Michelle apologized, wondering whether this could make him less angry. It was a long shot but she said it anyway.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" Although Luke was only Edward's bodyguard, he also had his own unique and strong presence. Michelle felt frightened and backed a few steps as she saw him casually raise his eyebrows.
"I admit that I shouldn't have gone out to drink so late. But I don't think that I was wrong to punch that low-life piece of scum," Michelle said defiantly. She soon forgot her initial plan to play soft, getting defensive after seeing his overbearing manner.
"In that case, why did you call me instead of solving the matter yourself?" Luke said, a little irritated. Although he had tried his best to suppress his anger, he still had the urge to strangle her to death. In fact, he already considered it a miracle that he could hold his temper for this long and didn't let it explode.
"It was the police officer who asked me to send for my parents. I had no choice but to give your number to him," Michelle said in a weak voice. She was his wife, and she didn't think that it was still appropriate to call his father in this case. If her father came, he might burn the police station down. Her father got quite a temper and did not respect the police force. He actually had quite a few unpleasant encounters with them! It was a miracle or rather it was the loopholes in the laws that made him walk freely on the streets.
"You sound as if you are the one wronged and I'm the one who deliberately put you into trouble." Luke narrowed his eyes and gazed at her with his raging eyes. His voice was solid but it trembled at certain points of uncontrollable fury.
"I didn't mean that. Since you are not happy about it, I will not call you next time." Michelle swallowed hard and didn't know where to look at under his intense gaze.
"Next time? There's going to be a next time? You mean you will find yourself in trouble back at the police station again?" Luke asked in a piercingly cold tone. If Edward hadn't talked to him earlier that night, he would not have been so calm. She should feel lucky.
"There are so many bad guys out there. I can't assure you 100% that I won't run into them in the future. Otherwise I should just stay at home and be locked up here all day long and just become a grumbling and nagging housewife. Is that what you want?" It was true that she loved him, but that didn't mean that she would bend over backwards and lock herself up in a dungeon for him. In this case, Michelle would not be Michelle anymore. She would become a ghost.
"Very good. You have a gift of a gab. It seems that I have stuck my nose into your affairs tonight. My apologies." Luke said sarcastically as he looked deeply into her eyes. He sneered and turned around to leave.
"Hey, wait. I am here at your disposal. You can do anything, if you want to beat me up or scold me, I will not complain." His indifferent manner was emotional abuse to Michelle, and that was more of a blow to her than any kind of beating or scolding. That was why she couldn't stand it anymore earlier tonight, and went out to have a drink.
"Beat you up? To be honest, you don't deserve me lifting my hand. It's not even worth it." He didn't mind what she would think about him, cruel or ruthless, anyway, he wanted her to know that he didn't care for her a tiny bit.
"Then why did you marry me? Huh, Luke? Why?" Michelle bit her lips, her face ghastly pale.
"Because I needed to have a wife, and you happened to be there, just pestering me. That's all. I thought we were already clear about that. And I thought I had told you that I hated repeating myself!" Luke pretended that he did not notice her depressed expression. Every word that tumbled out from his mouth was like a rusty needle that pierced her heart.
"Anything else? Don't you feel anything for me? Any emotion at all?" Distressed, Michelle closed her eyes and waited for the answer. She felt hurt as much as she loved him.
"No. And don't ever expect to get a tiny bit of love from me. It's late. Go to sleep now. Oh and before I forget, if possible, try to stay away from your old way of life. You know, the lowly filthy type." Luke knew that it was over the top for him to say this. But considering the general interests of all involved, he didn't want Michelle to bring trouble to this family. For example, Michelle's background came into conflict with Daisy's profession. Military officers and gangsters were enemies and Michelle's identity was a huge threat for him.
"Okay, I see." She had told herself that she would never cry. But seeing Luke leave so resolutely, she could no longer hold back her tears. So again, that night with a broken heart that was further broken, she cried her eyes out. She grieved that she loved him to the bones, but what she got in return was nothing, except the desperation that almost destroyed her world.
Luke paused a while when he heard her cry. Without turning his head, he decidedly left. He would not allow himself to have any feelings for her, not even pity on her. Not even one tiny bit.
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