My beloved wife novel Chapter 40

Rita was stunned by her question for a long time.

"I see that your husband treats you well, and you don't need to take it too hard about what that bitch said today." Nina was afraid that Rita would think too much, so she quickly comforted her, "I know that you have a secret crush on Magee for many years, but since you've married, you should love your husband. See, your husband is handsome and rich, and he treats you very well. If you don't love such a handsome and rich man with a warm heart, what a shame that is! Let's say, if he gives you apparent love with hypocrisy, just leave it alone. Come on, you've got nothing to lose."

Yes, he was good to her, and she had nothing to lose. Why wouldn't she just accept his kindness? Why did she think too much?

"You haven't answered my question yet. Do you like your husband or not?"

The figure of Aaron appeared in Rita's mind. She did not know whether she liked him or not.

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"I don't know, and I'm not crazy about him. But what happened these days made me take a little shine to him." Rita pouted her lips.

"Gee, Mr. Aaron is really outstanding at flirting with girls. He wins your heart so soon," Nina continued to try on her clothes. "Your face is full of sweet happiness. How dare you say you're not crazy about him? I have to scold you on behalf of Mr. Aaron. Don't always think about that Magee. If he really loves you, he would have stood out for you already. As it turned out, the man who stands out for you is your husband."

What Nina said made sense. Rita was sitting outside the fitting room, holding her arms. Every time she got into a trouble, Aaron would stand out to protect her. She was really intrigued by his actions.

Yes, as long as she was happy now, she didn't care if his love was true or not.

In the evening, Aaron came to pick them up. He dropped Nina home first and then drove with Rita to her home.

"Again to my home today?" Rita felt helpless. She looked at him pitifully and asked, "How long will you stay in my home?"

"Have you spent all the money today?" He didn't answer Rita's question but asked her back abruptly.

"I, I..." She remembered what he had said in the morning. He had said that he would punish her if she failed to spent all the ten million dollars. Instantly, her legs went limp. "Mr. Aaron, the mall we went to today belongs to you, so how could I spend the money?"

Aaron parked the car and leaned over to Rita with a snicker. "Did you do it on purpose?"

"What?" She was confused.

"You failed to spend all the money on purpose in order to ask me to punish you," he said, pulling her into his arms and giving her a kiss. "Well, I know that you don't want me to stay in your house."

Aaron started his car and parked it in a parking lot of a high-end neighborhood ten minutes after. "I just remembered today that I have a house in this estate. In the afternoon, I asked a servant to clean it. We'll stay here for a while."

How could he forget his own house? How many houses did he have? Too many to remember?

He had just parked the car and suddenly stopped after a short walk.

"What's wrong?" Rita pushed him from behind and saw him looking at an old version Maserati. The car must have been placed there for a long time and was covered with a thick layer of dust. It was hard to tell if the car could be started again.

"This seems to be my car." Aaron thought for a moment, and decided not to think about it anymore. He took Rita into his arms and walked to the elevator. "It should be scrapped."

"Damn it! Why don't you take a look at your car?"

She really didn't understand the rich people's life.

"The key is missing. How can I take a look?" Aaron put his arm on Rita's shoulder and said, "Let's go to see our new home first."

The new house was very spacious, covering a broad view of 200 to 300 square meters and a night view of the whole city.

Standing on the balcony, Rita was looking out, feeling the cold wind blow on her face. She stretched herself and felt better.

With his chin on her shoulder, Aaron hugged her from behind and asked, "Do you like it, honey?"

"Yes, I like it."

When she heard him call her honey again, her heart almost melted. "Thank you."