My beloved wife

Aaron did not answer her question.
He took her hand and put it on his own arm, letting her hold him. His eyes seemed to be bright, but with a ray of light that could
not be caught up. There was a faint but inexplicable meaning in his eyes. "Do you like the proposal tonight?"
Like? Was it far from like?
Rita looked at Aaron. He appeared in her world during these days, and he met all her needs to fulfill her young girl's romance.
But he was not the one she liked. She did so for the sake of the Gu family.
She knew clearly that Aaron didn't like her sincerely either.
So she could not answer his question.
"You don't like it?" He continued to ask. "I was going to book a yacht party, but then I thought that you might not like that kind of
style. According to my observation, I think you would like this Hilltop Restaurant style."
Observation? He did some research?
Rita widened her eyes. "How do you know I don't like yacht party? You are guessing me again."
Before she finished her words, her hand was held tightly by him. Before she realized, she had already stood in front of the
camera.
"Don't say anything." He held her waist and pressed her against his chest, smiling to the camera. He looked so arrogant with a
majestic demeanor.
He lowered his head to kiss Rita's cheek. "Smile to the camera."
Rita looked up, with her dark eyelashes slightly shivering, bright eyes twinkling. "Did you also invite the journalists?"
"They are not journalists but photographers."
Aaron held her so tightly that she felt out of breath. It was so depressing around that she wanted to escape. She wanted to
escape from Aaron.
He did everything not to please her, but to make fun of her perhaps.

She couldn't understand Aaron. He was not a man to understand with a normal mind.
"Do you ever care about what others' thoughts?" She smiled to the camera, but felt that the smile on her face was worse than
crying.
"Why did you say that?" Aaron raised his eyebrows. "Last time it was you who asked me to propose. How do I not care about
your thoughts?"
Rita was speechless. What Aaron said seemed to make sense. Was she thinking too much? Was it her problem?
How could it be all her fault in the end?
"Okay. Fine. You are always right," Rita answered perfunctorily. Her hand was held firmly by Aaron. She could only feel that her
palm was sweating and her face was reddish.
"Rita, I will satisfy you whatever you want," he bent down and whispered in her ear. "Will you satisfy what I want as well?"
"What do you want?"
With a fascinating smile, Aaron whispered in her ear, "I will let you know."
His voice was not loud, and outsiders could not hear their conversation, but in the eyes of others, the interaction between these
two was incomparably affectionate.
Seeing this, Yvonne, who was standing not far away, was so angry that she wanted to stamp her feet. "They are going too far!"
"They are not going too far. They match each other perfectly." Looking at the wine glass in his hand, Magee smiled lightly,
suddenly raised his head and drank it up.
"Brother," Yvonne blushed. She stared at him and asked, "don't you care about that?"
Did he care?
He was staring at the shining red wine, listening to the music and people's blessing and admiration.
He could only look at the girl from afar, and she was standing next to another man. At this moment, she was as beautiful as a
princess, with a sweet smile on her face.

How did he not care about it at all?
He did care about this.
This scene with Rita showed up in his eyes from childhood to adulthood. He remembered her smile, her tears, her irritability and
distress deeply.
He tried to take a step towards her, but it was too late.
She was in another man's arms.
'Why can't I speak out? Why can't I express my heart for so many years? I fancy her so much, and I love her so much. But I have
to watch her become the bride of another man.
Why?' Magee thought.
He smiled bitterly. "She is very happy. I should wish her happiness forever."
Yvonne snorted, "But she left you and married Mr. Aaron just for money. She seduce Aaron by all means. Would you still bless
such a woman? Does she deserve your love?"
"I know Riri well. She is not that kind of person," said Magee in a firm tone. He stared at his sister coldly. "Don't say about her like
that."
"People are bound to change. She is not the sister Rita used to be. She has changed. As soon as you left, she has found
another man. Isn't it disgusting enough?"
"We are not that kind of relation," said Magee indifferently. "Don't make a story out of nothing."
"But you two love each other!" Yvonne frowned. "You and Rita are boyfriend and girlfriend-to-be, how can she get engaged to
Aaron while tantalizing you!"
she complained, pouting her lips resentfully. It was not easy for her to get to meet Aaron, and she thought she could be his
girlfriend. Unexpectedly, Rita rushed out halfway.
Magee's face darkened. He knocked on the table with his index finger, and said to her seriously, "I'm not Rita's boyfriend. If you
dare to slander her again, I'll fix you."

Frightened by his warning, Yvonne dared not to say anything more. She had been afraid of Magee since childhood.