A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 287 Not Worth Mentioning

“Just wait and see, Cecily. As long as I regain my freedom, I will treat you the same way I treated that girl.” Joanna hissed like a snake and said, “I’ve never shown you my true strength. When the time comes, you’ll experience extreme pain.”

I slowly looked into her eyes, trying to find a trace of a normal person’s emotion, but there was none. Joanna seemed to be very proud of everything that she had described. She had done such a cruel thing, but she did not feel guilty at all.

I felt like staying in the same space with this kind of person for a second longer made me nauseated and disgusted from the inside out.

I shook my head and gave up on arguing with Joanna.

It was only when I reached the corridor that I was forced to stop by a voice and found Michael leaning against the wall.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, puzzled.

Michael pulled me by my arm to the side. “I should be the one asking you this, my princess. How could you have disappeared in the blink of an eye?”

“I just went to the washroom. And I told you before I left,” I explained to Michael.

“You should have asked me to go with you,” Michael said unreasonably.

I wanted to laugh at Michael’s childish behavior, but the incident with Joanna made me feel like a fishbone stuck in my throat. I couldn’t show a sincere smile, so I pulled on Michael’s sleeve and said, “Let’s go back.”

Michael examined my face and suddenly grabbed my arm, pulling me in a direction.

“Hey, hey, what are you doing? Aren’t we going back?” I muttered as I tried to resist.

But Michael was very firm. He pulled me toward him, and I followed his wishes. On the other hand, I also wanted to see where he was taking me.

Michael didn’t seem to have a destination in mind. He seemed to have taken two steps into a deserted corridor, opened a door, and stuffed us in.

There were no windows in the room, and the lights were off. It was pitch black, and I could barely make out Michael’s face with my superior vision.

“What are you doing?” I was completely confused by Michael’s actions.

Michael lowered his head and sniffed my neck. “Who did you see just now? You don’t seem very happy.”

I didn’t expect Michael to be so sensitive to my emotions, but I didn’t know why, but I didn’t really want to tell Michael about my encounter with Joanna.

When Michael held my hand like this, I suddenly felt that my insistence on punishing Joanna wasn’t that important anymore.

The past was in the past, and it was not worth it to waste emotions on people who were not worth it.

I already had Michael now. Did it matter to me what happened to Joanna?

Alright, it was still important. I would be very happy if I could see her in jail and living a bad life. However, compared to Michael, Joanna was not even worth mentioning.

If I was always worried, angry, and anxious because of Joanna, and my mate was also worried, angry, and anxious because of this. It was not worth it.

After understanding this, I reached out and put my arms around Michael’s neck, avoiding his question. Instead, I used my sharp canine teeth to rub against his neck and tempt him gently. “I don’t want to see the court trial. Let’s go back, back to our beds, okay?”

Michael’s breathing had become heavier.

He hugged me tighter, then lowered his head and gave me a fierce kiss. He was very forceful, like a traveler who finally drank his first sip of water after a long journey in the desert. He plundered every drop of liquid in my mouth.

I felt like I couldn’t breathe, but I was bashful because of Michael’s treatment. He needed me. He desired me.

I put my arms around Michael’s neck and deepened the kiss. I liked Michael’s desire for me. I wanted him to have me more and make me belong to him completely.

Michael reached into my clothes. I felt like he had licked away my lipstick and kissed my lips until they were red and swollen.

I groaned in a low voice, “Michael…”

I couldn’t resist his enthusiasm. When he was about to touch my thigh, I reached out to stop him.

“Don’t do it here. Let’s go back.” I panted.

I felt like my body was already boiling for Michael, and there was a burning pain where his fingers and lips touched. I couldn’t tell if they came from my body or stayed on the surface of my skin.

“I want you now.” Michael stared at me. His eyes seemed to be burning with golden flames.