My beloved wife novel Chapter 92

These days, Rita stayed at home all the time. She did not go back to their own home until she made it up with Aaron.

As soon as they got home, Aaron couldn't control himself anymore. If he wanted to do something, no one could stop him this time.

Now nobody could interrupt them.

As soon as he got out of the shower, Aaron began to show his crazy love for Rita!

He pressed her on the bed and do it with her over and over again. Thinking of what had happened in the company during the day, Aaron began to free his lust madly. But he was afraid of hurting her too much, so he stopped his crazy actions and began to treat her gently.

Feeling the change of Aaron, Rita looked at him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you change your character?"

"You always said that I hurt you too much. Is it better that I do it gently?" Aaron turned her around like a fish. "If I do it gently, you'll feel better."

Her face flushed. Her hair falling over her shoulders randomly. She looked back at Aaron, with her watery eyes filled with a little bit moved affection.

She had begun to get used to him. She knew some of his habits and learned to cooperate with him to make him happy.

After that, Aaron held her in his arms. "Riri, do you know what I've been thinking these days?"

Looking at his sad expression, Rita could not believe her eyes. It was uncommon to see that expression on his face. "What?" she asked.

"I'm thinking, what should I do if I leave you. I'm thinking what I'll become if we get divorced."

Rita burst out laughing. "Que sera sera. Whatever will be, will be. Your world can still be in function if I'm not here. The earth can revolve as usual."

"But I really think that I can't live without you."

The expression in Aaron's eyes was serious, more serious than ever.

"I have been crazily working in the past few days. Once I got so tired, I slept on the sofa for a while, and I didn't dare to go home. Your smell is everywhere in this house, and your trace is everywhere. In the kitchen, you cooked for me. In the dining room, we had dinner together. On the sofa, we had hundreds of lovemaking there, and on this bed, you had slept, and your clothes were still in the closet. Thinking of these, I didn't dare to go back home."

Rita rolled her round eyes and muttered, "What hundreds of what? We only did on the sofa once, okay?"

"Anyway, I can't leave you," Aaron held his wife tightly in his arms, with his strong muscles, sexy eight-pack abs, clinging to Rita's body firmly. "Do you know I really, really don't want to divorce, even if... Even if you did sleep with another man, I..."

"You can't forgive me if I really did that," said Rita with a smile. "You won't. Any other man won't."