Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 136

Aria's POV

Playing dead was no longer an option.

His voice came through the phone: "Aria, are you... still there?"

My hands couldn't help but tremble.

I stared at the call log, my face burning like fire. How could I have accidentally called him at that exact moment? He must have heard everything... heard me calling his name, and my moaning...

I bit my lip and hesitated for a few seconds before finally answering.

"Sounds like you really miss me, Aria." His voice was low and magnetic, and I could hear the amusement in it.

"I... that... it's not what you think!" I stammered defensively. "I looked at several photos of handsome guys with Lillian today, so I was a bit... you know... couldn't control myself."

"Is that so?" His tone was full of doubt. "So you were calling out my name just now?"

"Well... I do that all the time, okay! I've called out other men's names before too!" The words slipped out before I could stop them, and I immediately regretted it. It made me sound promiscuous.

There was silence on the other end for a moment, then came his low voice: "When I get back, we'll have a proper discussion about this issue."

That tone sent chills down my spine.

I quickly hung up and buried my face in my pillow, letting out a desperate scream. This was so embarrassing!

Soon after, Lillian called.

"You sound like you just experienced the apocalypse," Lillian observed. "What happened?"

I told her about the embarrassing experience in detail, including the accidental call and my pathetic excuses.

"So," she said, barely containing her laughter, "you told your husband that you regularly call out other men's names when masturbating? My God, Aria, are you serious?"

"I panicked!" I groaned, covering my face. "Do you think he'll believe it?"

Lillian burst into laughter: "Not a chance. I bet he's booking the earliest flight back right now to handle this 'emergency situation.'"

"Stop joking around, this is so embarrassing," I complained.

"Seriously though," Lillian suddenly became earnest, "why can't you just admit you miss him? What's so shameful about that? He's your husband."

"You don't understand..." I hesitated. "Our marriage... it didn't start because of love. And I always feel like he just enjoys having sex with me."

"But it's different now, isn't it?" she continued. "You've fallen for him."

"Aria, there's nothing wrong with acknowledging your feelings. If you miss him, tell him."

"I... I don't know." I shook my head, not wanting to face that reality. I didn't want to be the one who fell in love first, because that could very likely lead to getting hurt.

"Alright, enough of this. I need to get ready to go out."

I composed myself and got out of bed.

Forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the plaza. The enormous archway at the entrance reminded passersby that today was Valentine's Day.

On this special day, I was actually going with Lillian, this perpetually single woman, to a bar to watch handsome men perform pole dancing!

I slumped into my chair at the restaurant, still mortified about the phone incident. Lillian sat across from me, barely containing her amusement as she sipped her cocktail.

"Stop looking at me like that," I groaned, hiding behind my menu. "I can literally see you smirking."

"I'm sorry, but your face is still so red," Lillian chuckled. "You really told Aiden you regularly call out other men's names? That's a new level of panic response."

I peeked over my menu. "What was I supposed to say? 'Oh hey hubby, I was just getting myself off thinking about you?' God, I wanted to disappear."

The waiter approached, and I quickly ordered a virgin mojito. After the catastrophe with Claire's "special punch" last time, I wasn't risking alcohol tonight.

"You know," Lillian said once we were alone again, "most husbands would be thrilled to know their wife fantasizes about them."

"It's complicated," I muttered, tracing patterns in the condensation on my water glass. "I don't want him thinking he has that kind of power over me."

"The power to make you horny?" Lillian raised an eyebrow. "Honey, he already knows."

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