My beloved wife

Sitting in the car, Rita's fingers crossed unconsciously. She bit her lips and felt helpless to the extreme. "No need. I will study at
home from now on."
Aaron seemed not to hear anything from her, keeping typing words on his phone.
Rita thought he was angry, so she explained quickly, "I told that man that I have a husband, and he doesn't believe me. Don't be
angry."
He still remained silent.
She pulled on his sleeve and said, "Don't be angry. Please!"
He pretended to be angry and turned his head to look at her. "Rita, you are really something! I was not here for only half a day,
and you have hooked up with another man?" He sounded very angry. "If I am out on a ten-day business trip, will I be as a
cuckold father of some bastard when I'm back?"
Rita was angry and shouted at him, "I'm not an easy girl. Don't get me wronged!"
Aaron came close to her. "It seems that I have to install a monitor in your body to watch your whereabouts."
"I refuse," she turned her little face away and said angrily. "I'm not your pet dog."
"But you are my wife. What if someone takes you away?"
Taking a glance at his phone, Aaron said in an indifferent tone, "I bought this library just now. When you go there to study, you
can go to the VIP room directly. No other people will be there. If there is one, it must be female."
"What?"
Did he just buy a library by typing on the phone?
To buy a library without a second thought! Mr. Aaron was so rich!
Rita turned her head. "Why don't you afraid that I will run away with a woman? What if I come out to be a lesbian?"
"That's impossible! I'm so strong with manliness. Being with me, how could you be an lesbian?" Aaron said confidently.

"It's for in future case that you will be pestered by other men, especially by some sleazy men. I'm worried if you study in the
same room with these men," Aaron said coldly. He stretched his hand to touch her hair. "Sugar pop, I will let you make up to me
for what happened today after I go back."
"You really are... with double standard. It's like you may steal a horse while others may not look over the hedge." She turned to
look out of the window. "You hookup and sleep with other women. But I just had a talk with another man and you want me to
make up to you."
Was she really angry?
He pressed himself against her body more tightly and smiled bitterly. "When did I hookup with other women?"
"Then how did us get known with each other? That was a hookup." Rita felt deeply hurt for the very first night in her heart. "I was
drunk that night and got framed by the woman. What about you? You must make an appointment with that woman at that time?
And you even went to sleep with her again in the hotel the other day. There was a lipstick print on your face."
"I didn't go further with her. I promise." He was muddled, and noticed that this little woman was still holding the grudge. "Since
you've asked, I'm telling you the truth. The woman's name is Kaley. She was one of my subordinates. Later something happened
and she betrayed me. So I sent people to get her and punish her. I didn't even touch her. You've wronged me, honey."
"Really?" Finally, she was willing to look back at him again.
"I swear to God! If I lie to you, I'll never get an erection!" he swore, with three fingers raised.
His words made Rita laugh.
"I didn't know you kept this matter in your mind," Aaron whispered as he reached out his hands and embraced Rita. "Honey,
don't be angry with me."
"Well," Rita pushed him away and continued, "news about your affairs refreshes every day, Mr. Aaron. You are a regular topic of
gossip magazines, and I heard that you dated young models and online celebrities before marriage every day."
"I don't do it anymore after I got married," he said seriously. "I only sleep with you after we get married."
"We've just married for a few days. Maybe you'll soon drop your mask." She pouted and didn't look at him. "I don't believe you.
Young fops like you always have mistresses. No.1, No.2, No.3..."

Seeing her expression, Aaron laughed. "You are counting numbers. What mistresses? Do you want me to die out of semen?"
This girl was so cute.
Aaron held her hands and said, "Don't get lost in your conjectures about me, okay?"
"Then tell me, who is the girl on the photo in your wallet?" Rita had hidden the question in her heart for so long and couldn't hide
it in any longer. "You are so nervous about that photo today. That girl must be very important to you."
Aaron was stunned for a while. He didn't expect what she really minded was that photo.
He raised his eyebrows. "Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
"You don't regret it?"
"No."
She had been thinking all day about the girl who was as precious as a treasure for Aaron. How could a playboy like Aaron be
sincere to only one girl? Even Nora said that he loved to play with love, and every woman was dead set on following him. It could
be seen that Mr. Aaron was really a pickup artist.
The female who Aaron obsessed with Heart must not be an ordinary woman like Yvonne, let alone a young star or model.
Every man would have an unforgotten woman in heart like the shining moonlight unreachable. Rita was curious about what kind
of girl she was in Aaron's heart.
After a moment of silence, Aaron patted her head and said, "Okay, I'll tell you."
He opened the wallet carefully and took out the photo in it. The girl in the photo was smiling innocently. It was a little girl at the
age of five or six, standing on the grass in a park, laughing with delight.
Aaron handed the photo to Rita. "See it for yourself."