"Michael!"
Michael, who was writing an email reply on his computer, imdiately turned his head when he heard soone loudly calling his na followed by the door opening hastily.
His mother's face that looked annoyed was imdiately caught by his eyesight, followed by the face of Jas who entered his room with a guilty look on his face.
"Mr. Michael, I…"
Michael raised his hand, telling Jas to stop talking, then nodded his head.
"It's okay, Jas. You can go back to work."
Jas' face still looked guilty, but he finally nodded then grabbed the doorknob and closed the door of his room.
Mrs. Collins snorted when she saw the man finally co out, then her eyes turned back to her son who was continuing his activity earlier, ignoring her.
"I can't believe you told your secretary to tell you weren't in your room when I ca to visit you!" said Mrs Collins irritably, then folded her arms.
"Why are you here, mom? I'm busy, so just tell what you want," Michael replied nonchalantly as he continued to run his fingers over the keyboard.
Mrs. Collins snorted again at her son's attitude of not only ignoring her, but also not inviting her to sit down. Totally disrespectful. She never taught her son to act like that. In the end, Mrs. Collins decided to imdiately sit down on the sofa that was there.
"Why didn't you co?" asked Mrs Collins in a tone of voice still irritated.
"Co to where?" Michael asked back, still sounding nonchalant.
"You asking that? I told you long ago! Yesterday at eight pm, you had to go to The Shard for dinner!"
"I'm bu…"
"Don't bullshit with you're busy! I checked your schedule and you didn't have anything to do yesterday at eight pm!" interrupted Mrs Collins in annoyance.
Michael's fingers finally stopped, he then looked at his mother.
"You already know the reason I didn't co!" said Michael sharply.
Mrs Collins fell silent when she heard that, before she finally sighed.
"What's with the woman this ti? She is beautiful and educated! Her family is also from a respectable family! Why don't you try to et her first? To get to know each other?" asked Mrs. Collins, starting to sound desperate.
Yesterday she had arranged a blind date for her son with the daughter of soone she knows. She thought they would hit it off, started dating, and got married. However, Mrs Collins's hopes were imdiately gone when she received word this morning from her friend that Michael had not co at all.
The woman had been waiting for two hours, thinking Michael was busy, but her son had not co at all!
"There's nothing wrong with this woman or the other won you want to introduce to! I already told you that I have no interest in dating!" said Michael in a rising voice.
He had discussed this with his mother many tis, but his mother would not listen to him at all.
"But why!" said Mrs Collins in a demanding tone.
"Are you still unable to move on from Anna? Or from that woman?! It's been six years, Michael! You're not young anymore! You have to get married!" continued Mrs. Collins in a desperate tone.
"I'm married! It's just that my marriage didn't work out. I have no interest in remarrying!" said Michael sharply.
He could see the look on her mother's face that looked displeased with what he had just said, but Michael didn't care at all about that.
After being rejected by Sarah, Michael has absolutely no interest in dating another woman. He was not a man suited to have such a romantic relationship.
His love was only for Sarah, and he couldn't love any other woman besides her.
"What? Are you crazy? Did you even hear what you said? You won't remarry?!" Mrs Collins rose from her seat.
"Then what about my grandchild? What about Collins' successor?" asked Mrs. Collins walking over to Michael. Her face was bright red.
"I can adopt a child if I need to," Michael replied casually and lifted his chin to look her right in the eye.
"You are crazy!" said Mrs Collins in disbelief.
"Yeah, I might have gone crazy. But didn't I beco like this because of you?!" Michael asked back in a cold tone, his lips trembling slightly.
"What?!" asked Mrs Collins in bewildernt.
"You know what I an, mom! If you hadn't lied to about Sarah… We might still be together, and you've got the grandchild you've always wanted!" said Michael in a slightly trembling voice.
The mory of how Sarah had rejected him at that ti was still vivid in his mind, and several tis beca his nightmares.
If he hadn't thought badly of Sarah, if he hadn't cursed her that night, he and Sarah might still have a chance.
"You want to bla for that?! That woman did say not to say anything to you! I also didn't know that your dad didn't give her money! You can't bla this on , Michael!" said Mrs. Collins, totally disapproving.
She thought they would never discuss this again after what happened that ti. Michael was furious at her, but she wasn't wrong at all!
Michael snorted at that.
"Not only about Sarah, but also about Anna! If you don't interfere with my life too much, everything will be fine!" said Michael with a hollow laugh.
"Anna? Hah! I'm just thankful you weren't with her! That bitch doesn't have a great personality!" snorted Mrs. Collins.
Michael sighed when he heard his mother's words.
"Just go, I have to work," Michael replied with a tired expression then imdiately turned to the monitor again.
Mrs. Collins was still where she was, biting her lower lip. He looked as if he wanted to say sothing, but he looked very doubtful.
"Fine!" said Mrs Collins at last after a while.
"You can date that woman, or marry her, it's up to you! At least you can give a grandchild!" continued Mrs. Collins in a resigned tone.
Michael's fingers stopped again, he then turned to his mother with a furrowed brow.
"Who do you an? Sarah? She's been gone a long ti, mom! Maybe now she is married to soone else!" Michael replied irritably.
"Not that woman! You know what I an! What's her na again… Elisa, Elli, sothing like that. The blonde one!"
Michael's facial expression looked surprised when he heard his mother's words. Elizabeth?
"Looks like you know what I an! I don't know why you're always attracted to won who don't have such origins, but whatever! You can marry her and have a child!"
After saying that, Mrs. Collins imdiately took her bag that was placed on the table and imdiately left Michael's room, leaving the man with a surprised expression on his face.
Michael then imdiately took out his cellphone and looked for soone's contact and then sent that person a ssage. His facial expression was angry.
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