Married a Mysterious Widow

Married a Mysterious Widow
So Disgusting


Ayna gritted her teeth together with both hands clenched tightly, trying to refrain from hitting Adam in the face.


Though, he had already turned his heart to change his gaze towards Adam, but how could that man return so infuriating in an instant?


In the end, Ayna laughed awkwardly mixed in annoyance. “Sure.”


Ayna immediately cleaned up her things while saying to Adam who was still acting foolishly.  “Sometimes, you are also so disgusting that I want you to disappear.”


Without looking at Ayna, Adam replied to her words with no less sarcasm. “I feel the same for you.”


When the sky was already dark with thousands of stars adorning it, even the clock on the wall was already showing the time to sleep, Ayna carried her body up onto the bed.


However, she had trouble closing her eyes because Mrs Waltons was gathering with her social friends.


They not only drank, but also chatted to disturb Ayna's calm.


“I asked him to come to say nice things about Viona, but he was late instead. In fact, with the body smelling cheap roses.”


Instantly, the laughter of the socialite women echoed to make Ayna more disturbed.


“I'm sure, Mr. Austin and his nephew are also uncomfortable with his scent.”


Unquestionably, Ayna knew that she was currently the one Mrs Waltons was talking about.


Despite being offended and hurt by Mrs Waltons' words, Ayna preferred to be quiet and covered her ears with a pillow.


However, their voices still managed to pierce through his eardrums.


“Isn't your companion very disgusting?”


“Ya, so ...”


Later, Mrs Waltons tries to change the subject when she realizes that Ayna may have heard what she and her friends were talking about.


“I love the party Demeures De Luxe, very sparkly. However, everything stopped since that shocking tragedy. In fact, I heard Mr. Adam never returned to Demeures De Luxe again.”


“Is there no explanation about it?”


Not only did Mrs Waltons and her friends feel lost over the lavish parties often held by Jovanka in Demeures De Luxe, even all the socialites of Golden City felt it too.


At the same time, they were also astonished by Jovanka's sudden and secretive death.


Though, she was the wife of a conglomerate, but not a single piece of news covered her death, either the cause or whatever it was.


“Bad! That's really bad!” said Mrs Waltons. “However, he loves her very much.”


“Jovanka?”


The next morning, Ayna woke up early and immediately did her routine activities by opening the curtains of Mrs Waltons' room which was sleeping fast.


“Morning, Mrs Waltons,” greeted Ayna as kindly and gently as ever, looking so professional even though the words of the middle-aged woman had hurt her heart.


“Hmmmm.” Madame Waltons who was lying on her side turned to Ayna, waved her hand weakly.


“Mrs Waltons?” anastasia walked up to the weak woman.


“Hmmm.” Mrs Waltons waved her hand again.


Ayna touched Mrs Waltons' hand and asked in a worried tone. “You okay?”


“Ahhh I'm sick.” Mrs Waltons complained in a weak voice that sounded hoarse, even with a less obvious accent like having a wound on her tongue. “I ... ache overnight.”


“Call doctor,” said Mrs Waltons again.


“Good,” said Ayna obediently, she walked to the dressing table to pick up Mrs Waltons' phone and called her personal doctor.


“Call the doctor now!” Mrs Waltons again gave the order when she never heard Ayna contact her personal doctor.


Ayna did not say anything, she just directly contacted the doctor according to Mrs Waltons' orders.


Knowing what Mrs Waltons wanted, Ayna responded immediately. “I'll get you.”


“Where is it?!” madam Waltons asked impatiently as her mouth was almost full due to the urge from inside the stomach.


“This is it.” Ayna again approached Mrs Waltons with the container the old woman wanted.


In the next instant, Madam Waltons vomited, Ayna looked at him with disdain, but still held back because after all, it was part of her job


Because Mrs Waltons was sick, Ayna had to look after the old woman until she was forced to call Adam using an office number just to ask for permission.


Ayna gently and slowly gave Adam an explanation, but the man responded in a very annoying manner instead.


“Terserah, do not have to come forever nor does it matter to me.”


After hearing those words coming out of the speaker hole of her phone, Ayna immediately found the phone connection was no longer connected.


“Dudas basic sucks!” gerutu Ayna while looking annoyed at his phone as if it was Adam's flat face that he faced every day.


Because it can not eliminate her sense of regret, Ayna also dialed Anya's phone number just to vent.


“Despite being sick or dying though, he can't force you to stay by his side to prevent you from working.” Instead of scolding Adam for Ayna's annoyance, Anya blamed Mrs Waltons for preventing her friend from going to the company.


Not having a response to Anya's words, Ayna chose silence. After all, it was the old woman who forbade him from going anywhere.


Realizing the silence of her best friend, Anya again grumbled in annoyance. “By looking after the old lady, you didn't come to work. Do you think it's worth it?”


“At least, I also work for her,” Ayna said with a pouting face.


“Why don't you stop working with him and focus on being Mr Adam's secretary?” Anya asked as well as giving advice to Ayna. “Who knows Mr. Adam wants you to remain his secretary, even if your internship is over.”


Anya's advice is tempting enough, but Ayna can't take it. “Why should I choose one, if both jobs I can do together?”


In addition to being able to do two jobs at once, Ayna also could not leave Miss Waltons just for the sake of another more decent job.


After all, Mrs Waltons has provided many services in Ayna's life is all-starved.


Although sometimes Mrs Waltons is chatty and talks as she pleases without caring about Ayna's feelings, but at least that woman has changed her fate.


Not only could Ayna eat, drink and live in a decent place, even she could also go to high school like her dream.


Ayna really did not know what kind of life she would live, if not met and hired by Mrs Waltons.


Realizing it was not easy to persuade Ayna to leave Mrs Waltons, Anya did not want to discuss it anymore. He eventually switched the conversation. “Leon invited us to his birthday party, you left, right?”


After rumors spread about her affair, Ayna so rarely open group messages until Leon sends a personal message containing a birthday party invitation at a famous nightclub.


However, Ayna did not think much about the invitation, not even intending to come as she was sure Darren would definitely be there as well.


“Come,” say Ayna indifferently.


Knowing the contents of Ayna's head, Anya cried out cynically. “Don't say you intend not to come because you want to avoid Darren!”


In the end, Ayna kept going under Anya's insistence.


In fact, Anya also dress Ayna until her best friend looks more charming.


“Is this not too much?” Ayna again asks the same question for the umpteenth time, looking insecure with the extravagant dress and the flawless makeup made by Anya's magical hand.


“No, you're so beautiful,” says Anya tried to convince Ayna. “ Anyway, you should look prettier than those cheap women who sleep with that bastard.”


Then, Anya put a final touch on Ayna's face while saying confidently. “He must be sorry he dumped you.”


Hearing that, Ayna snorted cynically and denied, “It wasn't her who dumped me, but I dumped her!”


“Yes, yes ... You dumped him,” reply Anya did not want to argue.