Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO Chapter 242
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"Anya, no matter what happens, I am still your father. Do you really have the heart to see father die?" Deny felt very angry at Anya's words, but he tried to hold back. He still needed Anya as his donor.
"I learned from you. You don't even want to help my mother and grandmother," Anya said coldly.
Three years ago, the Tedjasukmana family was in crisis, so Deny argued that he could not help Anya's mother. Though Deny was short on money at that time, he actually still had plenty to help Diana.
Unfortunately, Deny didn't intend to help his ex-wife.
After Natali and Aiden got engaged, Deny sold the land he owned at the normal price. The Atmajaya family did not take advantage of considering the relationship between the two families.
Didn't that mean Deny made a lot of money?
Deny had money, but he was not willing to help Anya...
Finally, Diana's situation worsened and she had to undergo surgery. Meanwhile, her grandmother's health was getting worse. In the end, her grandmother decided to donate all her organs in order to save Diana.
This incident was like a thorn stuck in Anya's heart and could not be healed. After learning the truth, she didn't want to forgive her father!
"Anya, if you don't want to save me, daddy will die," Deny said frantically.
"Then just die!" Anya hung up the call angrily.
She still expected some love from her father, especially when her father returned her mother's perfume recipe voluntarily. She hoped that her father still loved her a little and so decided to return the perfume recipe to her.
But in reality, Deny also sold the perfume's recipe to Imel, to her mother's biggest enemy...
It made Anya's heart freeze.
It turned out that all this time...
Her father excused that he could not help his mother's expenses because he was also experiencing financial difficulties. But in fact, Deny made a lot of money from selling land.
Her father did not intend to help them ...
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Since he had cut ties with Diana, Deny thought Diana was no longer his responsibility.
This grave mistake would be an eternal pain in Anya's heart.
She wouldn't forgive Deny for all of this. How dare that man ask Anya to donate her kidney. If he loved Natali so much, why didn't he just ask for Natali's kidney?
Wasn't he Natali's father too? Why didn't Deny ask for Natali's kidney at times like this?
Aiden looked at Anya still mute. Though he saw no tears running down her face, Aiden could feel Anya's sadness.
Without saying a word, the pain that Anya felt seemed to radiate from all over her body.
He gently pulled Anya's body into his embrace and said, "You are doing the right thing. Your decision is very right."
"I'm not stupid. He never did his job as a parent. Why do I have to save him?" Anya's mouth spoke cruel words, but her tears fell like crushed jewels.
"He won't die. The disease is not a serious illness that cannot be cured. He can find other donors who are suitable for him. Otherwise, he can also go on dialysis and live like a normal person. You may look healthy on the outside, but your body is actually very weak. I won't let you do something that could injure yourself."
Aiden was afraid that Anya was just trying to convince him with cruel words, though deep down she still had some pity for Deny.
Aiden was afraid that Anya secretly went to the hospital to test whether her kidney was compatible with Deny and intended to donate it.
Aiden didn't want that to happen.
"Since I worked too much and lifted heavy things, my waist was injured once. When examining it, the doctor told me not to do too much hard work. He also told me to be aware of kidney disease because it also causes back pain," Anya said in a low voice.
Aiden's heart felt tight learning all of this. "How much weight did you lift first? Until you get hurt like that..."
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"I used to be strong, I could even lift 100 kilograms of fertilizer. But after I got hurt, I can't anymore," Anya grinned bitterly. "I'm not that weak..."
"Now you are my wife. I don't want you to lift heavy things. When we have children later, I'll carry them," Aiden said softly.
"How can the conversation turn to having children? You are cunning!" Anya sneered hearing Aiden trying to change the subject.
"I can wait for you," Aiden said with a smile.
"I also want to have children with you, but not now. I promise to give you children before I turn 25," Anya said with a serious expression.
"Two children?" urged Aiden.
Anya covered her mouth and looked embarrassed.
"You don't want to?" Aiden looked at her with a smile.
"If I had two children, I wouldn't be able to work for 3 years. Working with perfume and alcohol is not good for babies. If I give birth at 25, I can only go back to work when I am 28 years old," Anya frowned.
"Did your mother stop working when she was pregnant?" Aiden asked.
"My mom is a workaholic so she didn't stop working, even when she carried me. As a result, I had a weak body as a child. My grandmother took care of me so that I could grow up healthy. My grandmother is a very kind person," when talking about her grandmother, a smile appeared on Anya's lips. She really missed her grandmother...
Aiden nodded. "Then, how about twins?"
Anya chuckled when she heard that. "Can you choose to have twins?"
"Do you want to try it?" Aiden gave Anya a seductive gaze, ready to devour her one more time.
Anya immediately fled from Aiden's arms. She got up from the sofa and ran some distance from her husband to protect herself.
"No need to try. Aren't you busy? Hurry up and continue your work!" Anya panicked and got ready to leave.
"Stop!" Aiden said in a low voice. The voice seemed to bewitch Anya so that her feet stopped walking.
"Aren't you busy? If I stay here, I will disturb you," Anya said, frowning.
Since she came to Aiden's office, he had spent his time making love to Anya and couldn't finish his work at all.
Aiden chuckled at the sight of his terrified wife. "Wait for me just a moment. I'll finish my work soon and we can go on a date."
"A date?" Anya's eyes lit up.
"Hmm..." Aiden muttered.
"Shall we go to the movies?" Anya asked with a smile.
"Going to eat, watching movies, and to a hotel... Isn't that a date set?" Aiden raised his eyebrows and looked at Anya. "Do you want to repeat our meeting again? I can book a presidential suite at the Imperial Hotel."
"Ah? It's better if we just go home," Anya didn't dare to look at Aiden.
Aiden got up and approached Anya, making Anya step back until her back hit the cupboard. She couldn't go back anymore.
Aiden lowered his head. His hot breath tickled Anya's face. "Choose what you want to eat and what movies you want to watch. Tell Harris. Let him arrange everything."
Anya nodded repeatedly and pushed Aiden's body with her small hands. "Hurry up and get to work."
"Kiss me," Aiden kissed Anya's lips gently. He liked to see Anya's face blushing. He liked to see Anya's panic...
Anya felt her face flushed and burning hot. She stretched out her hand, fanning her face to reduce her embarrassment.
Aiden chuckled seeing his wife blushing. After that, he walked over to his desk.
Anya returned to the sofa where they ate earlier. She cleared the table and went out briefly to make tea.
When she returned to Aiden's study, she heard Aiden's voice...
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