Days passed by just like that. The agreement they made slowly began to take shape. Ariana tried to get to know Gerald, attempting to understand his daily life, his favorite foods, and dislikes. Trying to figure out what Gerald hated. And Gerald did the same. They now tried to understand each other better. Ariana started being friendly to Gerald, and Gerald had stopped trying to control Ariana. They both tried their best to make this relationship work. After intense negotiations, Ariana agreed to live in Zeroun's residence because she didn't want Mrs. Isidora to hate her even more, thinking that she was trying to separate the woman from her beloved granddaughter. But even though they lived together, slept in the same bed, they still held onto the agreement not to engage in a husband-wife relationship. Although, deep down, they both started to find it hard not to touch each other. But Ariana insisted that she wouldn't give herself to Gerald until she believed that his feelings were ge
Amber truly left. Even when Ariana tried to contact her, the girl had already turned off her phone. It seemed Amber intended to avoid everyone. In the end, Ariana had to take over her position at the restaurant. Ariana had informed Gerald that she couldn't have lunch and dinner with him due to Amber's sudden departure, and there was no one to replace her because all of their employees were busy with restaurant orders and catering. Adel, somehow aware of Amber's departure, came to the restaurant in the afternoon. The girl looked at Ariana apologetically. "Sorry, Ariana," she said. Ariana just chuckled. "What's there to forgive?" Ariana asked. "Everything. If only I hadn't openly rejected this arranged marriage, maybe Chris would still be here. Maybe Amber wouldn't have left," Adel said remorsefully. Ariana raised an eyebrow. "So you regret Chris leaving? Do you actually want to be arranged with Chris?" Ariana teased. Adel shook her head vigorously. "Not like that," she said. "Ade
Releasing the embrace, Ariana realized that her face was now undoubtedly flushed with embarrassment. Gerald, who witnessed it, could only grin mischievously. "I'll take a shower first," he said as he walked towards the bedroom. Yes, one more thing Ariana and Gerald shared now was their personal space. They were using the room in the restaurant together. Gerald began placing some of his personal belongings there to make it easier if he visited and needed something. But only up to the restaurant. Because Ariana didn't want to take Gerald to the apartment she shared with Amber anymore, to spare her cousin's feelings. Gerald seemed ready to shower. Meanwhile, Ariana informed him that she would go downstairs and prepare dinner for both of them. Indirectly, she signaled for Gerald to lock himself in the room. It was just a precautionary measure. Who knew if someone might go upstairs and suddenly enter the room, only to be shocked by Gerald's presence? It was fine if Gerald was fully dre
"Gerald?" Karenina looked at Gerald, her face pale. Clearly, she didn't realize that Gerald had been standing by the door, listening to their conversation all along. Gerald approached and sat beside Ariana. "Hi, sister-in-law. Long time no see," he replied casually. "Didn't your informant tell you about my presence here?" he added, still in his relaxed manner. Ariana chose to ignore both of them and uncovered the stainless steel cloche that had been covering the food since earlier. The cloche, now emitting steam from the top due to covering the hot food Ariana had prepared for both of them. The grilled ribs with mushroom sauce, accompanied by steamed vegetables, were already placed in separate bowls, along with a bowl of steaming rice. "Shouldn't you tell me about your first love while we're having dinner, my dear husband?" Ariana taunted Gerald. Gerald now stared back at her with a raised eyebrow. "Oh yes, this food will be enough for three people. Would you like to join us?" Ari
"Jealousy?" Ariana snorted. "In your dreams," she replied, shoving food into her mouth with a rough gesture. Gerald laughed at her reaction. "Why does my wife look so adorable when she's angry?" he murmured. They continued eating in silence. Ariana was trying to contain her frustration, and Gerald, knowing her well, chose to remain silent, not intending to further fuel the situation. He already knew Ariana's character well enough not to provoke her further. He understood that Ariana was feeling jealous, and that alone warmed his heart. Ariana continued working as the restaurant began to fill up again. Meanwhile, her wife was working downstairs. Gerald decided to join her in her office. He intentionally waited for Ariana to finish her work so they could return home together. At ten o'clock, when the restaurant closed, the doorbell rang again. Dara, who had returned to her place at the front desk, came towards the cash register with a gleam in her eyes. "Uhh... How sweet," she said
"In the beginning, everything felt awkward. Imagine, even though Gerald was her husband, this was the first time he had gathered with the employees. However, it turned out to be true, just as the man had said before, that he was someone who could easily socialize. And indeed, within a few minutes, he and some of Ariana's employees, especially the men, could talk easily. Whether it was discussing light topics like sports or hobbies, or even conversations about their political views and family matters that Ariana never knew they had. It was almost midnight when they arrived at Zeroun's residence. Usually, Yosef would be waiting for them. This time, Ariana did not find the elderly man. Could Yosef be sick? Or did Gerald ask the man not to wait for him? Ariana immediately went upstairs, cleaned herself, and changed her clothes. After that, they both lay down on the large, comfortable bed. And once again, Ariana proved Gerald's words true. He never slept without embracing her body. They
Gerald watched Ariana leave without saying a word. His wife was clearly upset. When Ariana was emotional, she became harder to control. He glanced at Shelma, who was also observing Ariana's departure with a puzzled expression. Meanwhile, Gerald turned around, walking quickly towards Vivan and harshly slapped his assistant's face. "What did you say to her?" he asked even before Vivan could get up. Gerald's blow left a bloody mark at the corner of his assistant's mouth. "I didn't say anything, Boss. Just mentioned that you had a lunch appointment with a client as you requested," Vivan replied honestly. Gerald stomped his foot on the floor and cursed vehemently before looking back at Vivan and muttering an apology. Shelma, who had walked closer, reached out her hand and grabbed Gerald's arm. "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" she asked in a soft, gentle tone. Gerald looked in her direction, precisely where Shelma's hand was. He realized that was his fatal mistake. He then lowered h
Gerald watched Ariana leave abruptly. His wife was clearly emotional. When Ariana was emotional, she became more difficult to control. He glanced at Shelma, who was also watching Ariana's departure with a puzzled expression. Meanwhile, Gerald turned around, walking quickly towards Vivan and harshly slapped his assistant's face before Vivan could even get up. Gerald's punch left a bloody wound at the corner of Vivan's mouth. "What did you say to her?" he asked, even before Vivan could fully stand. Gerald slammed his foot on the floor and cursed vehemently. Then, he looked back at Vivan and muttered an apology. Shelma, who had approached, reached out her hand and grabbed Gerald's arm gently. "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" she asked in a soft tone. Gerald glanced at her, specifically at the spot where Shelma's hand was. He realized that was his fatal mistake. He then lowered his hand and brushed off Shelma's touch as gently as possible. "I'm sorry, I have urgent matters," he sa