319 I Apologize To You

Looking at Michael, who was sleeping soundly beside my pillow, I got up from the bed. I had been sleeping the entire day and wasn’t sleepy at all.

And I hate sleeping now because there were always annoying people appearing in my dreams, making me anxious after waking up and repeatedly questioning my mate.

But why did Michael do that? I turned my head and traced Michael’s eyebrows with my gaze.

Michael’s behavior had been very strange recently. Everything was fine when we were on the island, but Michael seemed to have changed into a different person since we returned to the palace. He didn’t even get close to me these days and didn’t care where I went or what I did every day. This week, Michael and I were like two strangers who slept in the same bed.

And those dreams, there was always a stubborn voice in my heart telling me that all of them were real, but Michael denied all of it.

Even my rationality couldn’t convince me that what I dreamed of was real. Michael hated General Lovecraft. I could see it in court, and our time together made me believe in his love for me. Perhaps it was because of this that I could feel that he was hiding something from me, and I couldn’t understand why he would do that.

I quietly got up from the bed and went to the window to look at the moon.

The moonlight had the power to calm people down, but tonight, I could faintly sense a different power from the distant moon.

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There was a connection guiding me. I felt that my heart was in sync with the moon. ‘It has a life.’ I suddenly thought. Just like that, I stood there silently for a long time.

“Oh, there you are.”

“Yes.” I sat on the sofa and stared at the carpet in a daze. I thought about a lot of things that night. I saw Michael come over and exchange a kiss with me. I raised my head slightly to accept it without any rejection or response.

Michael didn’t mind. Instead, he went to the kitchen to get a freshly brewed coffee. “Do you want a cup? Baby.”

“No, thanks,” I replied.

Michael took the coffee and sat down beside me. He grabbed my hand and said, “I had a dream last night too. Do you want to know what I dreamed of?”

I shook my head and looked into Michael’s eyes as the coffee heated up.

Michael continued, “I dreamed you were by my side, but I couldn’t reach you no matter how hard I tried. I was so angry that I turned into a beast and brought you back. But when I woke up, the bed was empty.”

Michael moved closer to me and rubbed my nose. “Baby, everyone dreams of strange things, so don’t mind the dream so much, okay?”

I grabbed the tassels of the sofa cushion and didn’t speak.

Michael sighed and put down his coffee cup. “Baby, I’m sorry for what happened these days. I’m working for Brandon alone. There are a lot of things, and I’m very busy. However, this is not an excuse. I didn’t do what I promised you before. I stayed by your side and paid attention to you every day.

“I didn’t do what a competent mate should do. I’m sorry about this. I love you. You know this. I want to know that you and I are the same. Our hearts are still together, right?”

Michael grabbed my hand and kissed it. I handed my hand to him and let him do what he wanted.

“Thank you, I think so.”

I looked up at Michael. We looked at each other for a while before I slowly said, “Just like this?”

“What?” Michael said.

I lowered my head and retracted my hand from Michael’s palm. I tugged at the tassels on the pillow as if I was suddenly very interested in this.

“Oh my god, what do you want?” Michael glanced at the watch on the side, and his tone became urgent.

“What do I want?” I said.

“You’ve been throwing a tantrum since last night. No, ever since you came back here, Cecily. I’ve tried my best to do everything according to your wishes. What are you suspecting? So tell me, what is it you’re unsatisfied with?” Michael said.

So until now, all my actions were just unreasonable in Michael’s eyes?

In his eyes, I was just a woman who had nothing to do and only knew how to cling to her mate, but he was the one who had been tolerating and patient with me in this relationship.

This was too ridiculous! All I’d been doing these days was suppressing myself and enduring, and that was all I got.

I looked at Michael in disbelief, and the look in my eyes hurt him. His emotions became visibly irritable. Michael had never been a mild-tempered person.

He frowned and clenched his fist. “Tell me, what is it that you are not satisfied with? Do you think I’m hiding something from you?”

This was obvious. I used my eyes to express this point, but the words that came out of my mouth were, “What do you think?”