315 Nothing Went Smoothly
It was probably an illusion, but I suppressed that thought. Now should be the ti for and Michael to celebrate.
“See you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow.”
I smiled and greeted the person in the sa office. As the person completely disappeared from my sight, the smile on my face gradually disappeared.
I rubbed my stiff face with my hand, feeling a little tired. The work of the Special Investigation Agency was less interesting than I had imagined. I wasn’t complaining because I was busy or the job was too difficult. On the contrary, I was given a little work. Even though I’d been here for a week, I’d been sitting at my desk doing nothing most of the ti, which made feel like I’d never really integrated into this place.
Take it slow.
I took a look at my watch. Michael should be going back soon. If I went back now, I should be able to have dinner with Michael.
I tidied up the docunts on my desk and left the office.
However, when I returned to Michael’s room, I found that he had yet to return. It was already seven o’clock in the evening. I sighed and casually made so oatal for myself. Then, I sat in a daze on the sofa in the living room.
Michael had been busy for the past week, even more so recently. He always went out earlier and ca back later than I do. When we were on the island, he told there wasn’t much work to do in the palace, and he even fantasized about traveling the world. But now, Michael was so busy every day that he didn’t even have ti to have dinner with . As his mate, I didn’t even know what he was busy with.
Michael and I still had a long life to live. Would this be my life for most of the ti in the future? I chased this disturbing thought out of my mind.
Why shouldn’t I wait for him to co back today and ask him what he was busy with recently? We’d had too little ti to chat recently. I didn’t know how other mates get along, but judging from Brandon and Courtney, the two obviously had a lot of things to do, but they still had a good relationship. Wouldn’t they face a situation with too little ti to communicate?
Perhaps the way they get along would beco the norm for Michael and . We’d be busy with our things, but our feelings would be the sa when we were together. Many years later, I would enjoy that calm and warm state, but now, I wanted to stay with my mate more. He was more enthusiastic to .
Ding dong! The doorbell rang. My eyes lit up, and I saw Michael walk in.
His handso brows were furrowed together as if he was worried about sothing.
“You’re back,” I said to Michael.
When Michael saw , the thin layer of gloominess on his face disappeared, and he smiled at . I saw him throw his bag at the door, walk to the sofa, bend down, and give a light kiss. I hooked my hand around his neck and deepened the intimate action. I hadn’t seen Michael for a day and missed him very much.
Michael turned his head and saw the finished oatal on the coffee table. He frowned again. “You ate this for dinner?”
Before I could answer, Michael continued, “That won’t do. I’ll get soone to send sothing up.”
I grabbed his hand and said, “It’s okay. There is no need. I’m already full.”
Michael looked at and sat down beside . I let him hold in his arms, leaned on his shoulder, and sniffed the intoxicating sll on him.
There were a lot of slls on his suit jacket. There was the sll of smoke, cold air, and the mixed sll of contact with different people. There was also a sll that I couldn’t describe, like the sll of so dicine. But one thing was for sure. He didn’t have a woman’s scent on him.
I crossed my fingers with each of Michael’s fingers and asked, “You’ve been back very late these days. What have you been busy with?”
“It’s all because of what Brandon told to do. Hmph!” Michael snorted. “He even boasted to that he didn’t need my help. In the end, he called back and threw so troubleso things.”
“He just took office, so this is inevitable.” I wanted to appear considerate, but I couldn’t help it. I sighed. “But the ti you spend with now is too little. I can’t see you for almost an entire day.”
“I also want to stay with you.” Michael gently squeezed my palm. “But there have been too many trifling matters in the palace recently. I promise I’ll never be like this again once I’m done with these. I’ll find ti to accompany you.”
“I’m not asking you to spend ti with .” I pouted. “I have my things to do. I don’t have to stick to you. But I think I should know what you’re doing. You always say it’s nothing big, but it’s been a week. What kind of trifle matter has left you no ti to speak to daily? Although I can see you daily, I feel I’m out of place with you and life in this palace.”
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