"Alex, stop it now." Aria pushed away Alex's hand on her chest. This man couldn't keep his hand on himself, he wouldn't let Aria cook in peace.“I'll stop cooking and let you starve if you stay like this!” Aria stopped while holding the clamp in her hand, making Alex clinging to her finally give in.Alex walked towards the kitchen bar and sat on a chair, watching his wife start cooking again. He folded his arms across his chest and leaned back on the chair.He glanced down at his pants and a large tent was already there. His hard boner was proudly stood tight down there. Shit, he closed his eyes. He actually just wanted to divert Aria's attention from those three useless people. She had asked him questions he didn't want to answer.It's not that he wants to ignore his wife. But he didn't want to lie to her. How could he possibly explain to Aria that those people were actually beaten and tortured to their deaths? Impossible.He wanted to control his wife's mind, not make her afraid of

Aria writhed in her sleep. She was awake but still didn't want to open her eyes. She felt exhausted even though she had slept for hours, all the joints in her body ached, and she felt like she had been hit by a truck.She stretched her arms to her sides and Alex’s place was already cold. He already left the bed for hours maybe. At first, she felt lonely and a little annoyed by the fact that her husband left her alone on their bed. But then Aria realized that this was an opportunity for her to rest her body.She took a deep breath and massaged her forehead as she slowly opened her eyes. The room was still dark, but she was sure that it was already bright outside.Aria tried to get up and winced when she felt every part of her body hurt. Especially her lower body. She moved her legs and looked behind the blanket. It seemed Alex had cleaned her body while she was sleeping. She didn't feel sticky at all and grateful because of this.Her hand accidentally touched her nipple and she gasped,

Their car, along with three other cars, arrived at the city three hours later. However, they did not immediately return to the mansion, but to the hospital.Yet, Aria watched the streets anxiously. She ignored Alex's hand on her thighs, caressing her gently.“They said grandma can come home today. I have to clean the apartment. We've left it for days...” She said while looking at her phone screen. It's almost five in the afternoon now."What for?" Alex asked confused. He also stared at the street from the window beside him. Today was so bright and perfect for a date with Aria. But he had loads of work to do."Well, Grandma is going back to the apartment, so am I." Aria answered. She didn't realize that now Alex was looking at her with a stern gaze.Did Aria just say that she would leave him?The atmosphere in the car, which was originally bright and cheerful, suddenly became gloomy and cold. Aria glanced here and there and now realized that a piercing and sharp gaze was coming from ab

Grandma returned to the Grissham mansion in the hills that day, with Aria and Alex. It turned out that Alex's men had brought all their belongings from the apartment, which relieved Aria even though she was a little confused. Since when they did do all of that.“Mr. Grissham, are you sure we won't be a nuisance?” Grandma said while sitting in the wheelchair that Aria was pushing. From the hall, they turned left to the main spacious room that had been transformed into a cozy and luxurious family room with decorations that made her eyes sparkle. Flowers with colors that refresh the eyes were in every corner and table of this lovely room."Certainly not," Alex answered briefly.Aria took her grandmother to a nearby couch and helped her sit there. The cream-colored sofa felt very comfortable and soft, Aria hoped that her grandmother would love to live here with her and her husband.After making sure that Grandma was sitting comfortably, Aria asked one of the maids there to give her a glas

Aria poured warm milk into a glass with a blank stare. Karl patted her on the shoulder and she came to her senses before all the milk spilled onto the table. “Sorry…” Aria put the glass of milk on a tray and wiped clean the table. “Karl, what happened to my husband? Is he hurt?” Her question made Karl lose focus and he accidentally touched the hot frying pan. “Ouch!” “What happened?” Aria jolted and snapped her head at him when she heard his yelp. She rushed to him when he put his burning skin under the flowing water on the sink. "Are you alright?" Aria asked looking at him worriedly. Karl nodded and laughed embarrassedly, “Well, I look very unprofessional, don't I? I'm sorry, Madam. This doesn't happen often.” Karl immediately took the ointment from one of the kitchen dra