Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO

"Did you marry me because Ivan liked me? Do you want to take revenge on him by using me?"

Hearing this, Aiden's eyes seemed to give off a dangerous light. His eyes looked cold when he heard this.

Ivan... Not just Raka, but that man also liked Anya.

"Uncle Ivan likes Auntie?" Nico's eyes widened and his mouth fell open when he heard that.

Tara was shocked too. She looked like she had just learned an extraordinary secret.

"You say I'm not beautiful, I'm just ordinary. Indeed you can't see properly!" Anya said angrily. "Don't you know that I'm desired by many men?"

Aiden's face looked so scary when he heard that. His whole body emitted a cold aura. Everyone there could feel how angry he was.

Tara was scared seeing the atmosphere in the place. Meanwhile, Nico was silent, trying to remove his existence from the place. Harris took a few steps back, standing a few feet away from Aiden for fear that his master would burst out of anger.

Anya didn't know how angry Aiden was right now. She was drunk and kept on babbling, even though the man beside her seemed like he wanted to swallow her alive.

"When I was little, Ivan loved me so much. If Imel didn't do all that to my mother, maybe I would have married Ivan. And I will never meet you," Anya said, completely unaware that Aiden's face was getting grimmer.

"You are very angry and your heart is clearly hurt now. I couldn't do anything because I was afraid to see you... " Before Anya could finish letting out all her rage, Tara closed Anya's mouth.

"Aiden, Anya is drunk and rambling. Don't take it personally," Tara was really scared to death.

Her friend was really looking to die! How dare she say all that in front of Aiden!

"Looks like there are a lot of things you don't like about me," Aiden's voice sounded cold.

Anya pushed Tara and said, "Let me be clear, I want a divorce! I don't want to be with you, I don't want to stay in this fake marriage. I won't let you have my garden, keep dreaming! I will avenge my mother one day. But I don't want you to use me to get revenge on Ivan. Don't involve me in your business!"

After saying that, Anya's body shook and her head fell on the table. She leaned her head which felt dizzy and didn't move anymore.

"Looks like she fell asleep," Tara said carefully as she watched Aiden. "I'll take her home."

Nico immediately took Tara's hand, blocking her from leaving. "Let my uncle escort her. You stay with me to eat."

Tara looked confused. She took turns looking at Anya, Nico and Aiden. She looked like she wanted to say something, but seeing Aiden's grim face, she didn't dare to say anything.

In the end, she returned to sit next to Nico and let Aiden take care of Anya.

Aiden carried Anya and walked to his car.

"Harris, take Anya's bicycle home," Aiden said to Harris who was standing on the edge.

The stall owner was just delivering food to another table when he saw Aiden taking away a drunk Anya. He was afraid that something would happen to Anya, so he went straight to Aiden.

"Wait. Who are you? Where are you taking Anya to?" He asked.

Unfortunately, Aiden was in a bad mood right now knowing that many men liked his wife. His eyes stared at the man coldly.

Harris immediately stepped forward, afraid that Aiden could not contain his anger. "We are Anya's friends. We'll take her home."

Aiden said nothing more and took Anya to his car.

His wife, the woman he loved, wore shorts and sat in a bustling stall. Her beauty obviously attracted the attention of many men. How many pairs of eyes couldn't turn away from her, he wondered?

If Anya weren't drunk, Aiden wouldn't be able to take her home.

He had seen his wife like a wild, stubborn little cat. Anya would probably scratch him if Aiden forced her to come home.

Seeing the drunken Anya in his arms, Aiden's feelings were mixed.

Raka liked her and Ivan liked her too. According to Anya, if it weren't for the problems between her mother and Imel, maybe she would have married Ivan. Because of that problem, Raka got the opportunity to have a relationship with her.

But Aiden wouldn't just let her go.

No matter who he faced, Raka or Ivan, he was the only man who could have Anya.

Anya was his wife... His...

Anya felt dizzy as she opened her eyes and saw Aiden's handsome face. Her hand reached out to touch the face. "Too bad this handsome face is injured." She muttered as she touched the faint scratch mark on Aiden's face.

"I know. Isn't this your doing, little wild cat?" Aiden smiled.

Anya shook her head. "My head hurts."

Aiden immediately ordered Abdi to slow down his vehicle. Then, he looked at his little wife in his arms, "Do you feel better? We will be home soon."

"I'm nauseous. Want to throw up..." Anya was lying in Aiden's arms. Her white face was flushed from the hangover. Her mouth kept muttering indistinctly and her breath reeked of alcohol.

Aiden rolled down his car's window, letting the wind in. He hugged Anya and said, "We'll be home soon."

When he saw his drunken wife in front of him like this, Aiden couldn't help but look down and kiss her lips. The smell of alcohol did not remove the sweetness from Anya's lips, as if it had tickled Aiden's heart.

Anya frowned and shook her head. Her eyes blinked, making her curly lashes flap several times. The lashes were so beautiful that they were like a dancing butterfly.

"Aiden?" Anya's eyes narrowed. Her face, which was flushed from alcohol, suddenly gave off a sweet smile. "Are you home?"

"Hmm... Have I come home?" Aiden looked at Anya with affection.

Being too drunk, Anya had forgotten about their fight.

"Husband! I miss you so much." Anya reached out her hand to hug Aiden tightly. A chuckle came from her mouth.

At that moment, Aiden felt like his heart was filled with joy and love. He didn't need anything in this world. This one woman alone could make him feel happy.

Only Anya...

The woman in his arms felt small and warm. Hugging her, seeing her innocent smile and listening to her murmurs could melt his frozen heart.

"I miss you too," Aiden hugged her and whispered in her ear.

"Aiden, I'm dizzy. Uh..." Anya muttered, whining.

"Be patient. We'll be home in a bit." Aiden looked out the window and could see the house.

"Aiden, it's hot..." Anya pulled her shirt, wanting to open it. Aiden immediately held her hand so that Anya did not take off her clothes in the car.

"Mr. Abdi, please be a little faster," Aiden said.

Abdi immediately stepped on the gas and their car stopped in front of the house.

Hana rushed out to see Anya's condition. When she saw that Anya was drunk, she immediately followed Aiden upstairs, lifted the blanket over the bed and arranged her pillow.

Aiden put Anya on the bed slowly. Meanwhile, Hana looked at Anya anxiously, "Is Anya okay?"

"Hmm... Anya is okay." Aiden stretched out his hand to gently stroke Anya's face.

After finding out that Anya was fine, Hana came out of the main room and closed the door.

Anya laid on the bed, wriggling around pulling her T-shirt. Her body felt so hot.

"I'll help you," Aiden said while helping Anya take off her clothes.