After marrying my boss (Anna) novel Chapter 235

Natalie did not agree with my point of view due to her simplistic way of thinking. If two people like each other, they would find a way to be together. If they had no feeling for each other, nothing would work out.

If I could be as brave as Natalie, things between me and Michael might have turned out very differently.

“Enough about me and Michael, Natalie. How’s it going between you and Yuval? Are you together yet?”

Talking about Michael made me feel sad, and I was really sick of feeling that way so I was determined to talk about something else.

At the mention of Yuval’s name, a sense of doubt appeared in Natalie’s eyes.

“What is it? Is there something you can’t tell me? We’re best friends, Natalie. You can trust me.”

I felt a slight twinge of annoyance at her reticence. Being only concerned about her romantic life, I didn’t feel that my question constituted as prying.

“I don’t know how to tell you, Anna. I haven’t figured out how I feel toward Yuval. I can’t even tell if I like him that way. All I know is that I don’t hate him.”

Ever since that trauma with John, Natalie had grown wary of her feelings toward men. Though she appeared to be unmarred by the experience, I knew her well enough to know that it had hurt her deeply.

“If you find him bearable, you could try dipping your toe in and see how you get along with him. If you find that you really don’t like him that much, you could still be friends with each other.”

Though I knew that Yuval was a pretty good guy, it still depended on how much Natalie enjoyed being with him. That was something she had to figure out herself.

After having dinner at Natalie’s, I went home. Whenever I come back to this place, I would always be reminded of all the memories with Michael when he used to be here.

I stood in the living room trying to wrench myself back into the present. But, I found it hard to forget him even after we had ended our relationship. It was a sad truth but I realized that I didn’t even have the courage to let go of our relationship.

With a resigned sigh, I chastised myself for overthinking. After a quick shower, I climbed into bed.

That large bed in the bedroom had been occupied by Michael and me in the past. It bore the memories of the numerous incidences of intimacy between us. Besides, Michael only belonged to me when he was in bed with me.

Lying on the bed, I could still feel the rhythm of his breath next to me despite him being gone for many days. When I closed my eyes and listened, it really did feel like the good old days when he had held me in his arms.

However, the harsh reality reminded me that nothing could ever happen between the two of us.

I shut my eyes tightly, determined not to overthink. The more reluctant I was to let go, the more it hurt me.

The next couple of days were routine and dreadfully boring. The monotony had me believe that my life was withering away before my very eyes.

At the office, Michael had treated me like a complete stranger. He was very clear-cut whenever he spoke to me. Though it was hurtful, I had finally begun to get used to his absence in my life.

One morning when I arrived at work, I found my colleagues gathered around for some gossip.

Being uninterested in matters like these, I did not join them. Instead, I headed straight to my desk.

I turned on my computer and picked up where I left off on the advertisement design that I was working on yesterday. Suddenly, Millie detached herself from the crowd and made her way toward me.