Nico arrived at the bar with no intention of returning home. He really wondered what was going on inside.

He immediately turned on the live broadcast and turned on his phone's camera. "There is a big commotion going on there. I'll take a look. "

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Nadine: "Be careful, your face will get uglier if you get hit."

Tara: "I hope a hard punch lands on you."

Anya: "Nico, be careful there."

Aiden had put down his cell phone, completely ignoring Nico. He brought a plate of fruit and gave it to Anya.

Anya obeyed her husband's order and ate the fruit one by one. It didn't matter if it was the fruit she liked or not, for the sake of her twin babies, she had to eat a lot.

Anya: "It's Raka! Raka had a fight! Nico, stop the live broadcast and help him!"

Anya immediately recognized the figure from the live broadcast.

Aiden's face immediately looked grim. His eyes narrowed as he looked at Anya with an accusing look. "Looks like Mrs. Atmajaya has very good eyesight,"

Anya just laughed dryly while scratching her head.

Aiden immediately confiscated her cellphone. "Pregnant women shouldn't see fights. It will affect our children later."

"Aren't you worried about Nico?" Anya asked.

"Are you worried about Raka?" Aiden put the cellphone on a table some distance away, preventing any of its radiation from getting into Anya.

"They're involved in a fight. What if they lose and get beaten? Don't you want to send someone to help them?" Anya asked.

Aiden didn't answer. He walked to the window and sat down at his desk. Then he turned on his laptop and started doing his job.

"Don't you really care?" Anya asked in a low voice.

"Raka and Nico don't need help. They can handle it themselves and they won't lose easily." After saying this, Anya finally realized that she was the one who was too worried.

"Alright then. You work and I will read a book," Anya took one of the books beside her and read silently.

Aiden secretly lifted his head and looked closely at Anya. His lips smiled when he saw his little wife seriously reading.

Every day he accompanied Anya in the hospital and did his work remotely.

He dedicated all of his time for Anya and their children. But never once did he feel bored or tired.

The night was silent. Aiden took care of his work via a laptop while Anya read her book silently on the bed.

Even though the night was quiet, it was still a beautiful night for them.

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At the bar, Nico pulled Raka into a room. The man looked a little drunk.

The manager approached Nico and said to him, "Mr. Nico, please calm Mr. Raka and please don't blame Della."

"Where's Della?" Nico asked calmly.

"I'll call her now," the manager hurried out of the room.

Nico then patted Raka's shoulder. "Raka, what's wrong with you? Do you really like that girl?"

"I've introduced her to Tara and asked Tara's help to recruit her as a receptionist. But what did she do? She came back to this bar! Did she actually want to sell flowers or sell herself?" Raka said angrily.

"It's none of your business whether she wants to sell flowers or herself," Nico answered with a smile.

"I just want to help her. That girl doesn't seem to be able to survive in a place like this," Raka said with a serious expression.

"If she didn't, she'd have been gone a long time ago. If she still dares to come back, that means she can still survive. Did you come home early from the Mawardi Family party just to look for her?" Nico asked.

"Just watch. Men will come after her and nobody will help her when that happens!"

"Just let her be. She already knew the risks while working at this place. Maybe you can protect her once, but will you be able to continue to protect her for the rest of your life?" Nico interrupted.

For him, Raka was too infuriated with Della. He didn't know what made Raka act like this, but Nico didn't think this was because of a pure feeling like love.

Della had just changed clothes when the bar manager was looking for her. Without being told, she actually wanted to come to Raka and thank him.

Della thought that Raka would attend the Mawardi Family party today and would not come to this bar. But who would've known that Raka would come to her rescue right away when a man teased her?

At that time, she really didn't dare to look at him. Della felt nervous and felt guilty because ahe had wasted Raka's kindness.

The manager handed Della a bottle of wine and said, "Deliver this bottle to Mr. Raka's room."

Della accepted and nodded, "Is Mr. Raka still angry?"

The manager was sweating all over his body even though he worked in a cold place. "Be careful and watch your attitude."

He knocked on the door and called before entering. "Sir, Della is here," his voice sank a little because of the music in the bar.

After that, he looked at Della as if telling her to prepare herself. Della took a deep breath and opened the door.

Just as she was about to enter, she saw a wine glass thrown at her.

The glass hit her shoulder, causing her to almost drop the bottle of wine she was carrying on the tray.

"Oh? Della is a waiter now?" Nico smiled and asked Della to sit down.

Raka's face looked grim. His lips were tightly closed and his eyes were looking at Della with disgust. When he looked at her, he found that Della had changed her clothes.

When selling flowers, Della was wearing a sexy outfit with a bunny tail and ears.

The men in front of her gazed at her differently, but they both made Della shudder in fear. However, seeing Nico's smiling face made her know that the person who threw the wine glass at her earlier was Raka.

She had promised Raka that she would work at Tara's clinic. But she still came back to the bar to sell flowers at night. Raka felt so angry because he kept seeing Della teased by other men, and yet she didn't want to take advantage of the kindness that Raka had given her.

Della put the bottle of wine she was carrying on the table.

Raka couldn't hide the anger in his eyes. His voice sounded very cold as he said, "Are you here to sell flowers or sell yourself?"

"If she sells herself, do you want to buy her?" Nico asked on purpose.

Raka took the wine bottle and filled his glass. The liquid continued to shake until the glass was completely filled. His eyes radiated anger as well as deep hatred. "I don't want to buy a cheap woman."

When she heard that, Della lifted her head and looked at Raka. She didn't expect that Raka would pour his wine on Della's face.

Nico did not think that someone who had always been gentle with women like Raka could lose cool like this. He immediately gave the tissue box to Della and then calmed his friend, "Why are you this angry? Della may have her own reasons."

"What excuse does she have? Isn't the clinic enough to pay for her living? Indeed, she is just a cheap woman and prefers to work in a place like this." After saying that, Raka felt the strength in his hand increase. Without realizing it, he crushed the glass he was holding.

His cold eyes were fixed on Della. "You want money? I'll give you some if you finish this bottle in one go."

"Raka, she is a woman. How…"

"I'll drink it!" Della lifted her head stubbornly and looked at Raka boldly.

"I will finish this wine, but I don't need your money. I know you are mad today, but I really need money. I know you cannot understand all this and I am not asking you to understand me. Thank you for helping me," she added with a cold gaze.