The design of the villa was simple and elegant. It had a pinch of European style design in it. Once we entered the door, instead of a large common hall, we were greeted with a pathway paved with pebbles. We entered the hall after passing through a small garden.
Although in my high heels, I walked quite smoothly while holding onto Aaron's arms.
As we arrived at the front of the hall, I saw Hendrix standing not far away from me. He was wearing a black suit and a white shirt. His collar snow-white and ironed, his hair short and classic, and his features sharp and bright. He was eye-catching.
He had a strong presence. Even in the crowd, people could single him out at a glance.
I didn't realize until later that it was Valerie's birthday party. Since Hendrix would come, many people I knew in Ucrebury's business and political industry would attend too.
I was Hendrix's wife, but now I was holding onto another man's arm. If I turned up like this, wasn't I bring shame to Hendrix?
I withdrew my hand in an instant as fear and worry spread throughout my heart.
But I underestimated Aaron. He was, after all, someone who was capable of doing unthinkable things. He instantly grabbed my hand, and asked annoyedly, "Arianna, what did I say about
obedience?"
I bit on my lips, and my palms started sweating.
I raised my eyes to look in Hendrix's direction. He had also noticed me. His dark eyes narrowed as he looked at the black off-shoulder gown on me.
After a moment, he turned his eyes to Aaron and said, "Mr. Reid, it's been a while."
They knew each other?
Aaron held me firmly in his hand and gave a faint smile. "Indeed, long time no see, Mr. Roberts."
They were exchanging ordinary greetings. I couldn't hear anything off based on their conversation.
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