"Uncle, don't you want to see Auntie in a swimsuit?" Nico asked excitedly.

"I can't see." Aiden's voice was cold as he said it.

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Anya looked at Aiden. She didn't know whether this was just her feeling, but after returning from overseas, Aiden looked a little different.

Although he had lived in this house for a long time and knew its ins and outs, his behavior was very different, not like a blind person in general.

Even though he was smart and sensitive, how could he act like a normal person?

"Are your eyes not getting better at all?" Anya asked suspiciously.

"I was in a very good mood last night. So I can see a little more clearly now." Aiden looked at her with a smile.

Anya's eyes widened when she heard Aiden's answer. She thought about the situation this morning when Aiden slept with his hands on her chest. Did he see it too?

Aiden said last night he was happy. Was he able to see last night too? Anya was really confused.

"Uncle, if we have a barbecue by the pool, you will be even happier and your eyes will recover even more." Nico did not expose Aiden's lies.

Anya looked annoyed when she heard Nico's invitation, "Can your eyes recover once you see beautiful women wearing swimsuits?"

"I can only see you. There is only you in my eyes." Aiden held Anya's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"Oh! I will go. I'll be blind if I stay here any longer. Do you even have conscience, showing off your love in the morning like this!" Nico immediately jumped from his chair.

"You single men must learn to adapt." Aiden reached out to the back of Anya's neck, brought her closer and kissed her cheek.

Anya immediately panicked. Nico was still there but Aiden kissed her!

Nico immediately looked away, not wanting to see the romance of his Uncle and Aunt. It gave him goosebumps!

He hurried away and left the couple alone. After Nico left, Aiden let Anya go, "Last night, I really wanted to see your face, so suddenly I could see."

"How about now?" Anya stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Aiden's face. The man didn't even blink.

"Yesterday, I slept while hugging my wife but I couldn't touch her at all. I didn't sleep well last night. So I can't see now." Aiden said.

Anya's face turned red, "Did we...do it last night?"

"Don't you feel it?" Aiden looked at her with a laugh.

Anya was stunned to hear this, "Feel what?"

"Headache, backache, body aches…" Anya's face turned red like a tomato when she heard Aiden's words. She recalled the first time she did it with Aiden at the hotel. Her whole body was in great pain.

But today she felt nothing. Aiden kept his promise. If he didn't get permission to touch her, Aiden wouldn't touch her.

"I dreamed you kissed me." Anya lowered her face.

"Think again, what happened last night when you were drunk?" Aiden continued to tease her. Then, he got up and was about to leave the dining table.

Anya hurried after him, "Aiden, I don't have time to catch up on bus schedules when I ride a bicycle. Can you take me to the bus stop so I don't miss the bus?"

"I'll take you all the way to the Rose Scent." Aiden said, holding out his hand.

Anya immediately took Aiden's hand and said happily, "Can I go to work with you again? Thank you, Aiden."

Aiden smiled but didn't answer. For Aiden, Anya was a strong woman.

A few days ago, the two of them were in a cold war. Anya didn't cry when Aiden left her at home. She went to work on her electric bicycle to the bus stop.

She didn't run away from home because of their cold war, she also continued to work at Rose Scent no matter what. She even managed to sell the flowers Aiden picked in the morning on the day of the launch of her perfume.

Anya always faced life optimistically and positively, as if nothing could beat her.

And Anya really appreciated her relationship with Aiden. After their bickering, she tried hard to improve their relationship.

When Aiden refused and didn't want to give Anya a second chance, she didn't continue to bother Aiden. She gave Aiden the opportunity to think and rearrange his feelings.

Aiden took Anya's hand towards the car. On the way, Anya leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.

"Are you dizzy?" Aiden asked.

"Hmm ..." Anya muttered.

Aiden stretched out his hand and tugged on Anya's head to sleep on his lap. Then, he massaged Anya's head gently.

Aiden's eyes were glued to Anya's face, "Anya, as long as we were fighting, why didn't you leave the house?"

When she heard that question, Anya immediately opened her eyes and looked at Aiden seriously, "Do you want me to run away from the house?"

"No, I'm just curious. Don't girls often run away from home when they're angry?" Aiden asked.

"If you don't come home and I run away, how can we make up? Even though there wasn't any communication between us for the past few days, when I come back every night and pass the study, I can see you sitting there. At least I feel calm." Anya said.

Aiden's heart felt warm when he heard that, "If you come home from work and I'm not in the room, what are you going to do?"

"Like when I lost my bike and you weren't home, I felt really sad. Even though you are in your office taking care of company matters. When I return every day, I feel you are waiting for me to come home safely. When I think about it, I feel quite happy already."

Anya reached out and hugged Aiden's waist tightly.

"I'm waiting for you." Aiden suddenly said.

"What?" Anya lifted her head and looked at Aiden happily.

"I sit in my study every night, waiting for you to come home and make sure you're okay." Aiden said.

Anya looked at him in disbelief. Her very strict husband was worried about her. He sat in the study every night just to wait for her to pass the study.

In that case, why did Aiden hold back and refuse to make up with her?

When hearing their conversation, Abdi joined in chiming in, "Madame, the night you lost your bike, actually you came home. But he doesn't want us to tell you."

"Abdi... Just drive!" said Aiden.

Anya was immediately attracted by Abdi's words. She sat up straight and looked at Aiden excitedly, "When were you coming back? Did you hear that I lost my bike and worried about me?"

"Madame, the day before yesterday, Master and I went to get you. But due to the traffic jam, we were late. When we arrived, we saw you talking to the police and reported that someone stole your bicycle." Abdi continued.

When she heard that, Anya's eyes lit up. She held Aiden's face and said cheerfully, "It wasn't the police who found my bicycle, but you, right?"

"Do you think I'm unemployed?" Aiden carelessly replied.

"Madame, sir is very worried about you. He told me to follow you home and make sure you got home safely. He and Harris helped you to find your lost bike." Abdi divulged all Aiden's lies.