Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 179

"You—"

"I heard you grew up abroad, so it's normal that you didn't learn any manners. But now that you're back, you have to follow our rules. Is that hard?"

"You—"

"I can see you have a bad temper. Lucky for you, my temper isn't great either. Either sit properly or get out."

Micah's lips were pressed together. He had been interrupted twice, and the anger was rising in his chest. His wide eyes seemed to be asking, "Go on. Why did you stop talking?"

Dawn's eyes flickered as she casually rested her hand on the steering wheel.

"So, are you going to sit properly, or are you getting out?"

Micah didn't answer.

One second. Two seconds.

Micah's expression didn't change. His sharp gaze locked onto Dawn, and even his reluctant movements carried a hint of defiance.

He buckled his seatbelt and adjusted the seat.

Once everything was squared away, he gritted his teeth and said, "There. Happy now?"

Dawn smiled. "Thanks for cooperating."

She started the car again and drove away.

Micah and Cindy were cut from the same stubborn cloth—pretty much the same approach worked on both. And, surprisingly, it actually did.

But Dawn's quiet satisfaction didn't last long.

She thought dropping Micah off at the hotel would be the end of it, but after checking in, a new problem popped up.

"I'm not sleeping alone. You're staying with me."

Dawn blinked, thinking she'd misheard. "Excuse me?"

Hands in his pockets, chin lifted like it was obvious. Micah said, "I get nervous around strangers, and I'm afraid of the dark. I can only sleep if someone I know is around. And here, the only person I know is you."

"We don't really know each other, though," Dawn said, laughing in frustration as she rubbed her forehead. "Look, I can have one of my male coworkers—"

"I only want you."

Dawn fell silent.

Those four firm words made her freeze.

She couldn't even laugh anymore. "Kid, don't you know there's a difference between men and women?"

A few more words and she could've gotten my contact.

Did she really not want to talk to me that much?

She took a deep breath and glanced at the darkening sky.

"Time to go home."

When she got home, Ethan was already there. Seeing how tired she looked, he asked, "Out on a work errand?"

"Something like that." Dawn took off her jacket and hung it up. She leaned on him as he walked over. "Remember Andy? My company owes him a favor, so I helped him by picking someone up at the airport."

Ethan raised an eyebrow. "A guy?"

"More like a boy."

"Oh."

Before Dawn could even ask what that "oh" meant, the real man suddenly scooped her up in his arms and carried her upstairs, only setting her down on the couch in the room. "You've had a hard day, Mrs. Jackson. Go take a nice, relaxing shower, and get ready for dinner."

Dawn was indeed tired, and her eyes curved into a smile. "Okay, thank you, Mr. Jackson."

She set her phone on the couch and took her clothes into the bathroom.

Ethan smiled at her and sat down on the couch. A moment later, her phone rang. It was an unknown number. He looked at the bathroom, and answered.

He heard a cocky voice from the other end. "I can't sleep. Come here and keep me company."