A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

332 A Peaceful Life

After tidying up the documents on my desk, I somehow felt I had forgotten something.

When I got up this morning, Michael had not left yet. We exchanged good morning kisses by the bed, and then he went out.

When I got out of bed, I saw the breakfast he had left for me on the table.

There was no problem at all. The suspicion between Michael and I had temporarily disappeared. This was just a typical day.

I tapped the table with my fingers and saw the sun’s reflection on the glass.

That silver light!

The appearance of the silver beast in the forest was bizarre. When it came over, I felt it had no ill intentions. It was just here to confirm my living condition.

But why did he follow me, and why did he lead me into the forest?

Michael said that Brandon foresaw the future crisis of the royal family, and he followed that group of people to the forest yesterday.

However, the silver light and the people behind him were not from the same group. Which group of people was Michael tracking? If it was the latter, did Michael know of the former?

Countless questions lingered in my heart. I thought of Michael’s worried look when he was concerned about my safety yesterday.

Forget it.

If the power behind this silver figure didn’t have ill intentions toward us for the time being, there was no need for me to tell Michael. He was always too nervous about things around me, so I wanted us to relax. The less control Michael had over me, the less suspicion I had toward him. I’d just live on in peace and stability.

The following week, Michael and I were busy with our work.

Michael still left early and returned late, but as long as he was at home, he’d spend a lot of time with me. We were in the same state as when we were with each other. Every time we separated, we would kiss, and I would be immersed in the happiness of being loved.

Another thing to be happy about is that I’m finally starting to get my hands on my work.

Two days ago, I found important clues about a certain case in several large old files, and then I was assigned to the investigation team of that case. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to feel my value.

Everything sounded like a good thing except for one thing.

I kept dreaming, and more and more images appeared in my mind.

Some of them were empty corridors and dark rooms, while some showed people walking around and speaking in a language I didn’t understand. The strangest thing was that there would be Michael, General Lovecraft, and even Brandon occasionally in these dreams, but I had never been there.

In the beginning, it was just a trivial picture, but in the past few days, the pictures had been connected to become fragments.

They did not talk much in the clip, and Michael always frowned and looked unhappy.

I suspected it was because I remembered what Michael had told me in the forest that day. Then, my subconscious combined with my brain’s imagination, processing everything into fragments and presenting them in my dream. I was really worried about Michael every day, but he didn’t allow me to ask much, so I could only pretend that nothing happened.

One day, after I finished my work early, I returned home to see a cold silence. I couldn’t help but sigh helplessly.

Michael and I lived in the same place and were together every day, but it felt like we were a couple living in different places. When I got home, I couldn’t see him, and we didn’t have dinner daily. Sometimes, Michael hadn’t come back even when I was asleep. Only when I woke up in the middle of the night and touched the warm and strong body next to me would I know he was by my side.

I took out some cold milk from the refrigerator and made some oatmeal. When Michael wasn’t around, I was always in no mood to eat.

I wondered when he would be back today. I thought absent-mindedly. I’d better not wait for him. I would look at the files I brought home and write a report tonight.

Suddenly, my ears twitched. I heard a rustling sound from outside the door and two people talking.

Michael was back so early today?

My spirits were lifted as I walked to the door. As soon as the door opened, I couldn’t wait to pounce on him and hug him.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you for such a long time. Cecily, you’ve become so enthusiastic,” that person said in a strange voice.

It was only then that I realized that the person’s height and touch were off.

Michael was a head taller than me, and I could only reach his waist when I reached out. He only needed a little strength to lift me from the ground, as easy as lifting a doll. Although the person in front of me was also slightly taller than me, I was only hugging her shoulders. The soft touch from the front of my body was completely different from Michael’s strong chest muscles.

I awkwardly let go of my hand and met with Sasha’s smiling eyes.

“Cecily, did you miss me?”