Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 305

**Chapter 305: The Visitor in the Wine Cellar**

Dawn hesitated for a moment, her brow furrowing slightly as she considered her next words. “But Ethan never came near this house. So, how did you know he was watching it?” Her voice was steady, but a hint of curiosity laced her tone.

Micah promptly sealed his lips, a flicker of irritation crossing his features.

Darn it, he thought.

Dawn was perceptive; she caught the fleeting shadow of regret that passed through Micah’s eyes. A small smirk crept onto her face, the corners of her mouth curling upward. “So, the only reason you managed to sneak in here so seamlessly is that you were already aware of my presence. Or perhaps you had some prior knowledge about this place.”

What other explanation could there be?

Why would he risk it all by coming here?

If Micah were to be discovered, it wouldn’t merely raise alarms; it could land him in a police station, facing serious repercussions.

In any case, it was a recipe for disaster.

Micah scoffed, shaking his head. “Look at you, acting all clever.”

His tone dripped with youthful arrogance, the spark of rebellion evident in his eyes. “If you’re so good at deducing things, why even bother asking me? Just pretend I dropped by to see how miserable you look. Now that I’ve seen it, I’m satisfied.”

But honestly?

As he truly observed her, Dawn’s complexion was vibrant and radiant, far from the state of a captive.

He realized he had come here for nothing of consequence.

Dawn couldn’t quite decipher whether he meant any of his words. Since Micah had arrived, he had been an enigma, more difficult to read than his older brother ever was.

She scrutinized him quietly for what felt like an eternity before finally asking, “One last question. Answer it, and I’ll let you leave.”

“Go ahead,” he replied, his tone challenging.

“When you came here… does your brother know?”

For a fleeting moment, Micah’s pupils constricted, and he held his breath, the air thick with tension.

But he quickly regained his composure. Just as he opened his mouth to respond, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed from the doorway. The bodyguards were nearing.

Dawn had already pieced together the implications of his presence. She spoke calmly, “If you can sneak in, then Andy can too. Tell him to come see me tomorrow night at the same time. I doubt he’ll refuse.”

Micah opened his mouth as if to protest, but no words emerged.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally muttered, “You’re unbelievable.”

Dawn was confident he had heard her. She turned on her heel, walked toward the door, and knocked twice, announcing, “I’m here.”

Within moments, a bodyguard approached and opened the door.

Casting a quick glance over her shoulder, she noticed that Micah had already vanished.

Dawn intentionally left the door ajar, as if nothing had transpired.

The following day dragged on at a snail’s pace. As the sun dipped beneath the horizon, the entire city was bathed in a soft, mysterious glow, casting an enchanting spell over everything.

Dawn settled by the expansive window, a book resting in her hands, its pages inviting her to escape into another world.

She flipped through the pages, one after another, but soon, frustration bubbled within her. Suddenly, she snapped the book shut, shooting a glare over her shoulder. “Can you stop pacing in front of me? You’re ruining my mood!”

The bodyguards froze, their expressions a mix of shock and confusion at her outburst.

She was typically composed; what was going on with her today?

One of the guards seemed to have an epiphany. He lowered his head respectfully and said, “We’ll wait outside, Ms. Dawn. If you require anything, just let us know.”

Once they exited, the room fell into a profound silence.

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