Chapter 315: Chapter 314: Don’t Stay Here

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Not only Mr. Jenkins, but any normal person would think she should be madly in love with Michael Gallagher.

The two had a hidden marriage, and she even tolerated all of Michael’s scandalous affairs. If it were for money, it would make sense, but she chose to leave with nothing. If not for love, then for what?

Seeing the smug look on Mr. Jenkins’ face, Molly’s lips curl into a smile that does not reach her eyes.

“It’s not for love, but to repay a debt of gratitude.” Her crisp voice pauses, “He funded my entire college education.”

Although she could have completed college without Michael’s support, at the time she was just a poor college student, and her identity within the organization could not be easily revealed.

To repay Michael’s kindness was also to repay her Master’s kindness.

Without her Master, there would be no “W” organization.

Her tone carries a faint melancholy, and as her words fall, the room falls silent.

Everyone looks towards the door.

Michael stands there, motionless, not knowing how long he has been there.

But he must have heard her words just now.

Not for love, but to repay a debt of gratitude.

So that’s how it is

Michael’s lips curl slightly, his eyes filled with indiscernible thoughts.

Seeing him, Mr. Jenkins is taken aback at first, then laughs heartily, “Look, you used to think this girl was in love with you, turns out it was just to repay a debt of gratitude.”

Repaying gratitude and liking someone are worlds apart.

Thinking of Scarlett’s words, Michael’s heart sinks to the bottom. He walks in front of Molly, his voice hoarse, “Is it really just to repay a debt of gratitude?”

He supported her for four years, and she repaid him with her body?

No wonder Isabelle asked for a divorce as soon as she returned to the country – it was all just to repay a debt of gratitude.

There was another question he didn’t ask: was it to repay a debt of gratitude or to complete a mission?

Facing so many people, he didn’t want to embarrass both sides.

He didn’t expect Michael to ask her in front of so many people.

Did he want her to say that she truly loved him in front of everyone?

Mr. Jenkins’ arrogant confidence was vividly in her mind. Her answer now would undoubtedly put her own family in an embarrassing situation.

“Michael  I ” Her explanation reaches her lips but is again forcefully suppressed.

When she initially married Michael, it was indeed to repay him and to fulfill a mission.

But after spending time together, their hearts gradually grew closer.

Yet revisiting the past changed its flavor.

Michael gives a low chuckle, tinged with mockery and ridicule.

Molly’s heart flutters, and as Michael turns away, it feels like a knife has been plunged into her.

Watching him with wide eyes, Molly suddenly runs to him and stands in front of him.

“Some things we can talk about privately.” She looks hurt, her eyes reddening.

Why does he have to force her to confess her feelings in front of everybody?

Why does he have to do it in front of his family and make Mr. Jenkins even more smug?

Even if she loved him and couldn’t let him go, a girl’s pride prevents her from expressing her feelings in front of so many people.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to say it, she’s unwilling to say it.

The protest of a young girl stops his steps. Michael lowers his gaze and at once sees her tear-stained lashes, tangled together like they’re about to cry.

Like a ferocious kitten that suddenly retracts its claws, revealing an innocent charm.

Michael’s heart stirs, and he grabs her hand.

Molly looks stunned as Michael’s deep voice echoes in her ear: “Let’s go somewhere else.”

Upon leaving the room, he forcefully takes her to another room.

As the door shuts tightly, the man’s oppressive presence envelops her.

“Did you marry me just to repay a debt of gratitude, or for some other reason?” The depths of Michael’s eyes are filled with elusive waves.

Scarlett had spoken confidently, but he still wanted to hear it from Molly herself.

Michael’s words make Molly’s heart sink heavily.

“Do you want the truth or a lie?” She asks.

“As long as it comes from you, I’ll take it as the truth.” Michael looks at her with deep affection in his eyes, so intense that it cannot be diluted.

Hearing these words, the layers of Molly’s stubborn heart are peeled away.

She looks at Michael, thinks of her Master’s words, and guilt swells within her.

When she married him, there was indeed an ulterior motive, but he probably couldn’t accept that truth.

If the truth were revealed about his tense relationship with his father

“I joined the Gallagher Group to repay you, but I married you because I truly liked you.”

She liked that he helped her and protected her.

Even when she was just an intern and was ostracized by her colleagues, it was his help and protection that allowed her to find her footing in the company.

Hearing her say she likes him, Michael’s heart skips a beat.

This is the first time he heard Molly say she liked him.

Ever since his brother “died” for him and his father committed suicide, he thought no one in this world would like him.

Even if Isabelle “liked” him, there was always an ulterior motive.

He seemed to condone everything but had never truly opened his heart.

He thought that no one in this world would ever like him again.

And now, the mother of his child says she likes him.

Turns out that someone really does like him – even if he’s like a disaster.

Seeing the tears brimming in his eyes, Molly is taken aback and her nose tingles with acidity as if thinking of something.

In an instant, the warmth of his lips envelops hers.

Michael’s hand wraps around her waist, gradually making the kiss more passionate. He moves from her chin down to her collarbone, not lingering on one spot.

It’s not until his hand roams further down uncontrollably that Molly catches it, panting breathlessly, “We can’t, not now.”

“Not here “