CHAPTER 45

CHARLOTTE'S POV

Michael's presence has made me nothing but uncomfortable. He always found ways to come close to me. Either by brushing his fingers over mine, walking extremely close to me so that our skins touch and even going as far placing a hand around my waist when no one's there.

Owen has been a very romantic husband but he's been having less time for me recently. He's either buried in his laptop, or flipping through different files.

I'm laying with my head on his lap right now and he's flipping through files that look so boring. I looked up at him and I fell for him again for the umpteenth time.

He looked so attractive with glasses and his hair packed up into a ponytail. I pouted as I tried to get his attention but none of it was working.

“You don't love me anymore.” I complained and he glanced at me for a while before returning his attention back to the files.

“You're overreacting, Cupcake.” He replied and I folded my hands in annoyance.

“I'm not overreacting! You love your pa