"I left you in the middle of the road because I was too immersed in my emotions. You could've got hurt. Don't you hate me?" Aiden asked, looking at Anya's face.

Anya thought for a moment and then replied, "You saw me in bed with Raka. It's only natural that you feel very angry. If my husband wasn't someone with such understanding like you, maybe I would be a widow now."

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After saying that, Anya lifted her head and looked closely at Aiden, "I'm very lucky to have met you."

"I'm sorry for being too emotional at that time." Aiden said as he raised his wine glass. The wine glass clinked as it hit Anya's glass, inviting her to have a drink together.

On seeing Aiden finishing his wine in one gulp, Anya did the same.

"This wine is delicious. But don't drink too much." Seeing that Anya had already drunk two glasses of wine, he was afraid that his wife would get too drunk.

Tonight was the perfect opportunity. He had waited a long time for Anya to give him everything. But if Anya was too drunk, maybe his hopes would be crushed again.

He didn't want Anya to give herself up drunk and half conscious. He wanted Anya completely sober, to give him everything she got because that was what he wanted.

"I can drink quite a lot. One more glass." The wine was so delicious that Anya didn't want to obey Aiden's words.

After drinking the third glass, Aiden didn't allow Anya to drink anymore. However, it seemed like Anya was already half drunk so she couldn't speak clearly.

"Why are you hiding wine this good and drinking it yourself?" Anya muttered.

"If you like it, we can have another drink tomorrow." Aiden brought his face closer to Anya, lifted her chin and kissed her lips. A strong wine tasted from those red lips.

Anya's small hands pushed Aiden's body away, "Why are you so close? Don't come near me."

"Why?" Aiden asked in frustration.

"We are in a cold war. You kicked me into the guest room. Have you forgotten?" Anya reminded him.

"So?" Didn't they make up already? Why was Anya talking about the cold war again?

When he saw Anya's blushing face, Aiden knew that his wife was drunk. Even though the wine was delicious and sweet, it had a powerful effect.

"So, I want to go back to my room and sleep." Anya tried to get up and went to her room. But the wine she drank made her head feel dizzy.

"Isn't the atmosphere already very romantic? Don't you think we should do something?" Aiden hugged Anya's waist and let her body fall in his arms.

Anya leaned against his chest, "You want to do mature things, right?" Anya accused.

"Hmm..." Aiden didn't deny it.

"No!" Anya shook her head.

"Why not?" Aiden looked at Anya in his arms, a little sorry for giving Anya the last glass of wine. Just look at his wife getting this drunk. He shouldn't have let Anya drink.

"I. Don't. Want." Anya said seriously, "You threw me out of the car cruelly. Look at this! I am sick! My feet hurt!"

The effect of the wine made Anya whine like a child and complain to Aiden.

"I can't see." Aiden said carelessly.

"Oh! I forgot you couldn't see. Then you can touch it." Anya grabbed Aiden's hand and brought him to her bandaged knee, "Can you feel this bandage?"

"No." Aiden's hand that touched Anya's knee slowly rose upward.

Anya's reaction was very fast. She immediately hit the back of Aiden's naughty hand. If she wasn't drunk, Anya wouldn't dare hit Aiden's hand.

Aiden just chuckled when he saw her.

His hand didn't move anymore and held it towards Anya's knee, "Does it hurt here?"

"Yes! My feet hurt! I was hurt and I was very sad. You can't touch me until I get better! Huh!" Anya said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Aiden stared at Anya in confusion. When she said her leg was injured, she said that she was very sad, not in pain.

For Anya, the pain in her leg was normal, but it was Aiden's cruelty to throw her out of the car that made her very sad. Aiden was being too rude to her.

"Then, can we do it after your wounds heal?" Aiden teased her on purpose.

"See my mood later!" Anya muttered. If only she had come to her senses and remembered what she said to Aiden, maybe tomorrow she would really regret it.

Aiden smiled when he saw the fierce cat in front of him. Just like when Aiden punished her, this time Anya did the same to Aiden. She punished Aiden by not letting Aiden get herself completely.

"But you said, when you recover later, you want to do it with me." Aiden said while whispering in Anya's ear.

Anya immediately felt embarrassed and buried her face in Aiden's chest, "Anyway, today you can't."

"Why can't I? We're husband and wife. This is not something that is prohibited." Said Aiden.

"No, you can't! When I get better, we will…" Anya was so embarrassed that she couldn't say it, "Come on, I'm going to sleep."

"Hmm ... Alright. After you recovered." Aiden thought he must be crazy. Why would he want to obey Anya's words and wait for her? He must be crazy!

"I'm sleepy and I want to go back to my room." Anya placed her forehead on Aiden's shoulder. Unconsciously, the tip of her finger slid past Aiden's chest muscles.

Aiden could feel his body tensing when he saw Anya in his arms. He really wanted to mark this woman as his right now.

But he held back and thought back on his promise to Anya.

"I'll take you to bed." Aiden muttered, carrying Anya, leading her to their bed.

When putting Anya on the bed, Anya's nightgown accidentally dropped a little and revealed her silky skin. Aiden immediately looked away. He didn't dare to look at her for fear that he could not control himself.

Aiden immediately took a blanket to cover Anya's body. Meanwhile, Anya turned around and found a comfortable position. Then, she fell into a deep sleep.

Aiden sat on the edge of the bed looking at his wife who had fallen asleep. His blood seemed to churn without stopping.

His eyes were red like a wolf staring at its prey.

Suddenly, his nose felt itchy. As he reached out and touched it, he realized that his nose was bleeding!

Aiden immediately got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

After a while, the blood from his nose finally stopped flowing. He returned to bed and saw Anya had kicked the blanket and showed her smooth thighs.

Aiden could only shake his head when he saw the incident. He had just stopped bleeding and felt dizzy when faced with Anya's smooth skin.

"Anya, you said we couldn't do it, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't kiss you."

Anya, who was still fast asleep, only muttered incoherently when she heard Aiden's voice.

Suddenly, Aiden leaned over and kissed Anya. Anya struggled, trying to break free, but Aiden bit her lip gently instead.

In her sleep, Anya could only wonder. Why did she always dream of Aiden's kiss in her sleep? Even though Aiden was very handsome and she really liked her husband, was it possible that she could dream the same thing two days in a row?

Finally, Aiden let go of Anya after his wife was out of breath.

He initially kissed Anya because he wanted to ease his passion. But why did his body feel even heated up? What should he do now?