Married a Mysterious Widow
Hit Ayna

Adam tries to remember the events of that night, but he has absolutely no memory of ever hitting Ayna.

Let alone Ayna, Adam never even hit Jovanka, or any woman on this earth.

For him, abstinence from a man beating a woman.

However, how could the mad woman say that she had already hit him?

Is it not enough for Ayna to make him a pervert in front of a lot of people and now make him a man who likes to hit women too?

In fact, Adam was well-intentioned by coming to Ayna who was drinking alone on the grounds of returning the cushion. She was worried that Ayna was being bullied by a real perverted man when she was unconscious.

In fact, Adam also kindly accompanied Ayna to drink and stopped the woman when she realized she had drunk too much alcohol to make her drunk.

“Hey, wait a minute.” Adam tries to hold the beer bottle in Ayna's hand when he sees the woman wanting to fill her empty glass again. “You said, one bottle is your limit.”

Then, he tried to pull the beer bottle and said, “This is already the third bottle.”

“This new first.” Ayna did not want to lose and snatched the bottle from Adam's hand, even patting the man's hand like a child. “For liquor,” he added while laughing, then back fill empty glass

In the end, Adam could only stand still when he saw Ayna continue to drink alcohol like drinking water to empty the bottles of beer.

In fact, he could only helplessly watch and listen to whatever the drunk woman was doing as well.

When he was drunk, Ayna put her head on the table. Meanwhile, Adam could only watch him silently as he stick his face on the two hands resting on the table.

After a while, he raised his head, then repeatedly kissed his hand and threw it towards Adam who only saw his crazy actions with amused feelings.

“Hey, where is your residence?” asked Adam who was too tired and really could not wait until the drunken man realized by himself. “I'll take you home,” he added.

Ayna lifted her head and looked at Adam with a gaze that was no longer focused when she asked, “Home?”

“Hmmm, come on, go home.” Adam nodded and immediately stood up to Ayna, before finally dragging the drunk woman out of the club.

Instead of taking Adam to his home address, Ayna walked toward a chair on the side of the road, even lying there.

“What is your house in the area here?” Adam looked around and thought one of them was Ayna's house.

“No,” said Ayna raised her head slightly and shook her head, then went back to lying down. “I just want to rest.”

“So, where do you live?” Adam asked again, trying to hold back the drunk.

Ayna was silent for a moment, seemed to think before talking, “I have no home because the houses in Golden City are very expensive.”

“I'll buy it when I already have money

Losing his tissue-thin patience to the point of almost frustration, Adam roused Ayna by force until she sat on the chair.

Then, he held both of the woman's cheeks, trying to make her aware. “Hey, this is why you dumped your girlfriend! You are so stupid!”

“You are really stupid!” Adam yelled angrily again and wanted to slam the woman's head into the tree for her to be fully conscious. “Hei!”

After all, he was already completely exhausted and needed a break to deal with the unexpected tomorrow.

Once home, Ayna plunged straight from Adam's back and slammed the man onto the sofa to the surprise of him.

Adam is further shocked when Ayna suddenly rises above his body, making him have to cross both hands in front of his chest like a girl trying to protect his chastity.

At the same time, Adam also dislikes touching drunk women for not wanting to be considered a man who takes a chance in narrowness.

However, what Ayna did was so seductive that Adam could barely contain himself.

After all, he was still a normal man who had not been touched by women for many years.

So, when Ayna brought her face closer and kissed her lips, Adam could only remain silent with a blank mind, between being surprised and also enjoying the sweetness of the drunk woman's lips.

Ending his memories of that night, Adam again looked at Ayna with a gaze that the woman could not understand.

In the next instant, Adam recalled the fight between Ayna and Darren at the restaurant he had witnessed.

‘At that time, I only understood the feeling he was having, Adam's inner’ as he recalled himself impulsively nudging Ayna's shoulder.

‘In the end, I did what I shouldn't have done, her inner’ again with a long sigh, then added with a little frustration. ‘I must have gone mad.’

On the other hand, Julian who felt his existence was not considered, chose to go out and ask directly to Charles—adam's assistant.

At least, Charles must have heard or known something, right?

“Who is the woman” asked Julian with curiosity as high as the mountain, like mothers who are looking for information to be used as gossip material as a complex.

“Secretary Mr. Adam,” Charles said as he was, his tone of voice and demeanor seemed so cold.

“Since when did she have a female secretary?” Julian asked again, this time looking at the wrinkles on both eyebrows because they felt confused.

Since Jovanka's death, Julian knows that Adam has never been close to any woman as if his best friend had suffered a deep trauma.

And this was the first time for Julian as well as everyone who knew Adam well, seeing the man put a woman by his side, even with the age adrift quite far.

“Since today.”

“Did something happen between Adam and that woman?” julian asked again because he was dissatisfied with the answer given by Charles before. “I heard, he hit the woman and they slept together?”

“Entaihah, I don't know anything.” Charles still did not want to say anything, because he also did not clearly understand the relationship between Adam and Ayna.

Not believing Charles' words, Julian stuck his head on the door to steal the conversation between Ayna and Adam.

Seeing that, Charles tried to prevent it. “I told you, nothing happened and stop acting like this!”

Charles pulls Julian's hand to keep him away from the door, but the man is too stubborn. “You also know, Mr. Adam's office is restricted to matters unrelated to work.”