Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO Chapter 542
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Anya blinked her eyes repeatedly. She didn't think Natali would hate her that much to the point of killing her.
"If it weren't for you, Natali would be with Raka forever. They would get engaged, get married, have several children and live happily ever after. Do you still think that Natali doesn't hate you?" Aiden said.
Anya stared at Aiden, not doubting the man's words at all. She knew that Aiden could read other people's minds and feelings easily.
Natali really hated her, as Aiden said.
In addition, Raka could not continue to accompany Natali in the mental hospital. Natali's life had become so miserable that it made the hatred in her heart grow even bigger.
She would only blame Anya for everything that happened to her.
With such thoughts and his increasingly insane behavior, it was no wonder that Natali wanted to kill Anya.
"The happier you are, the more Natali will hate you. Don't be too nice to people who might hurt you. Deny is Natali's father but you're not related to him. Of course Deny would prefer his real daughter over you, who are not blood related to him. He only gave his words to ensure your safety, but can he really do it? Can he really take care of Natali when she's out of her mind again? Never take risks that could endanger your life," Aiden said calmly.
Anya stared at the side of Aiden's handsome face. This was the man she once loved for many years. Two years passed but Aiden did not look like he was getting old. Instead, he looked more mature and handsome.
"I will take your word, teacher. If you say that, it means that Natali is indeed dangerous," Anya replied while teasing Aiden.
"Who did you just call a teacher... Call me husband!" Aiden said, teasing Anya back.
The sentence sounded familiar to Anya's ears. In the past, Aiden asked her the same thing and she complied. Anya called Aiden as 'my husband' three times very sweetly.
But now Anya didn't know what to answer. The atmosphere between them became very awkward.
They first stopped at a convenience store to buy something to drink. When Anya got out, she saw Aiden leaning against his car while calling someone.
At that moment, sunlight shone on his entire body. Looking as if golden rays descended upon him.
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Aiden almost looked like a character from a fairy tale. No wonder Alisa thought of him as a prince and wanted to marry him.
Anya couldn't lie to her feelings. She felt happy and lucky that this extraordinary handsome man still loved her even after two years passed.
Anya walked up to him with a faint smile on her face. "Can we go straight home today?"
"We'll be there in half an hour. If all goes well, we can have dinner first and then go home," Aiden replied.
"Let's go. If you are tired, I can drive," Anya said.
"Later. Let's go now!" Aiden opened the front passenger door for Anya.
Their journey continued and their car entered a narrower road, showing that they were heading towards the outskirts of the city. Anya looked around and saw a lot of empty land with grass and plants in the area, far different from the crowded city center.
Her eyes were fixed on the trees and the grass began to grow again after the rainy season wet the leaves.
This season was a season of hope for Anya. In this season, plants that had lost their leaves due to the rainy season would grow again and make beautiful blooming flowers.
Anya closed her eyes and said her wish in her heart. She prayed and hoped that she could find her real parents. She didn't care whether her biological parents loved her or not, she just wanted to know where her family came from.
She returned to Indonesia with the aim of joining the competition and looking for her real parents, hoping that things would soon become clear when she returned.
In addition, she hoped that her body would improve after taking all the herbs and vitamins from Tara and her mother.
In fact, she felt weak often. On the first day she brought Alisa home and the little girl cried all night, Anya could not sleep well. In the end, Anya felt a little difficult to breathe and her heartbeat accelerated the next day. Her whole body felt uncomfortable and weak.
She was still in her twenties, but her body was like a middle-aged woman without any strength left. That's because Anya had had a weak body since childhood. The incident two years ago worsened her condition and during the past two years, Anya did not look after her health properly.
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As soon as she opened her eyes, Anya saw a garden in front of her. The garden was filled with trees that had pink flowers.
"Are those cherry blossoms?" Anya pointed towards the house.
"Tabebuia," Aiden replied. It's true that the flowers had pink petals and were similar to cherry blossoms, but they were different plants.
"So beautiful. In the past, you promised to take me to Japan to see cherry blossoms in spring. These flowers are very similar to cherry blossoms," Anya said with a smile.
Aiden's grip tightened at the steering wheel. He once promised to take Anya to Japan and see cherry blossoms in the spring. But before he had the chance to fulfill that promise, they were already divorced.
"Anya, I'm sorry," Aiden said in a low voice.
Anya only smiled faintly and said, "We just lack communication and respect for each other. You used to decide everything for others, but I'm not a doll. I was your wife and husband and wife have an equal position... Never mind, it's all over. If you're really sorry, at least don't appear in front of me next time."
The veins in Aiden's hand stood out as he gripped the steering wheel so tightly, as if he wanted to pull it out of his car.
"Give me three months. If you still don't change your mind after that, I won't bother you anymore," Aiden pleaded.
Anya thought for a moment and then nodded. "Thank you," she said in a low voice.
It was four in the afternoon when they arrived at the orphanage. A middle-aged woman with messy hair and tattered clothes approached them. "What are you looking for?"
Someone from inside the orphanage came straight out and helped them. "Don't mind this woman, she's crazy. Her daughter died because of the fire that broke out in this orphanage, but she couldn't accept it and continued to wait here. Is there anything I can help?"
"Did all the children in this orphanage die when the fire broke out?" Anya asked in panic.
Fire? If all the children in this orphanage died, Anya would lose her hope of finding her biological parents once again.
"My child is safe! There were some people in the orphanage who rescued my daughter and took her away at that time!" The mad woman shouted angrily.
Anya stared at Aiden, not knowing whether to trust this crazy woman or not because what she was saying made sense.
It was possible that someone managed to save some of the children when the fire broke out.
"Are there any survivors?" Aiden asked the orphanage guard.
She shook her head, "No children survived at that time. They were all trapped and couldn't get out."
"Thank you," after saying thanks, Aiden took Anya away from the orphanage.
Anya kept looking back, unable to accept that their investigation would end just like that. "Aiden, do we have to go home like this?"
"Is that woman following us?" Aiden asked.
Anya looked back and saw that the mad woman from before had really followed them.
"Yes. She followed us from a distance," Anya replied.
"Let's take a walk for a while," Aiden took Anya's hand, heading to the garden filled with Tabebuia trees. The flowers on the trees were blooming beautifully.
Anya raised her head and looked at the flowers, seeing that the blue sky above was covered with pink.
The wind blew and made some petals fall, making Anya and Aiden feel like they were walking in a rain of flowers.
Anya raised her hand and one of the petals fell over her palm.
"I promised to take you to Japan to see the cherry blossom tree, but I can only give you this for now," Aiden said in a low voice.
The man promised in his heart, if Anya was willing to give him a second chance and take him back, he would give her whatever she wanted. He would keep all his promises to Anya, take her wherever she wanted. Even to the end of the world...
"It's so beautiful..." Anya whispered. The petals raining on her made Anya remember the last time she walked with Aiden on Christmas Day.
That day, the light rain poured down their bodies as they walked around, just like the flower petals that fell on them today.
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