I'm Worried About You
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"He knows. Michael knows what I'm thinking, but he doesn't care," I said lightly.
I faced Joanna and revealed a malicious smile. "Do you know what the difference between us is? In fact, no matter what I do, he will always stand behind me and support me unconditionally.
"I don't need to be like you, putting on a pretense in front of him and hoping he would look at me more. Wherever I am, his gaze will be directed there."
I saw Joanna's lips trembling with anger. Her throat emitted a hissing sound as her hands grabbed the railing. Her eyes were about to burst as she roared, "You're lying to me!"
"Am I?" I snorted softly. "You were staring at my mate just now. I hate your eyes but didn't you notice where he was looking? Don't worry. I have more direct evidence to give you."
I took two steps forward and released my aura. I still had the smell from yesterday's sex with Michael, and I knew that Joanna could smell it.