Third Wife Paid Husband
Chapter 23
Andrea spread her hands wide. The clock above the nightstand shows at six in the morning.
"He was sleeping very well" Andrea muttered looking towards the man sleeping beside him.
The handsome face looks so calm, despite having just met but Aron's attitude towards him is really like a man who loves his woman. Aron does not act like everything is a charade because everything Aron does seems to be really sincere to him and that sometimes makes it difficult for Andrea to distinguish the truth.
Andra slowly lowered Aron's hand wrapped around her waist.
He grabbed his thick blanket before lowering his legs to the floor. Andrea stood in front of the large mirror, staring at the reflection of her own body. Both of his hands set out to skillfully tie his hair. Although not neat enough, but Andrea looks just as beautiful as usual.
After washing his face, and brushing his teeth, Andrea then passed to the kitchen. Andrea checked the contents of the refrigerator first, checking the remnants of ingredients that he could process to serve as a breakfast menu.
"What a nice home-made menu to make for breakfast, huh?" Andrea stood in front of the refrigerator. "Bikin vegetable soup, the same potato paste may be .. ah, it just so happens that there are still leftovers of minced meat too!"
Andrea's hand grabbed the materials she needed. First, Andrea peeled the potatoes first before switching to vegetable soup.
No wonder Aron was so impressed with his third wife. Andrea is very skilled in kitchen affairs. Whatever food Andrea made with her own hands, it would taste really good. Aron has proven it himself.
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Aron awakens when Andrea is no longer next to him. The side of Aron's bed was empty, leaving his thick blanket down. Aron smilingly looked at the side of the bed next to him, the comfort really Aron felt in his new wife. Remembering the wife made Aron turned to look for the whereabouts of his cell phone.
Aron's memory goes back to the phone call that came from Leah's number. Aron slipped his hand under the pillow, pulling the square out of its hiding place.
"Because of this thing I could barely sleep well last night. Grateful that Andrea was able to make me feel good" Aron lamented at the back of his neck. "Other times I can't leave my phone carelessly. My plan will be over if Andrea finds out—"
"Know what, Aron?" sidelines Andrea who suddenly appeared at the door.
"Good morning my wife" said Aron, trying to divert the conversation.
"Morning. Know what you mean?" ask Andrea again.
"No" answered Aron calmly. "What did I say?" asked Aron pretending not to understand.
Andrea squinted her eyes. "You look very suspicious. Aren't the moves you're showing like you're hiding something from me? Whatisit? Tell me before I go looking for his own!" sindir Andrea's.
"There's nothing I've hidden from you, Andrea." Aron pretended to be tired. "That's just your feeling. Oh yeah, looks like you just finished cooking? My stomach is very hungry. I want to eat something fresh" Aron said deliberately changing the subject.
"It." Andrea nodded. "I just finished cooking. But you have to go to the bathroom first before you go to eat!" yates exclaimed ferociously.
"Jeez, my wife is so fierce ..." Aron rolled his eyes, trying to tease Andrea.
"Shut up, Aron! Or my sandals are floating in your face!" mencam Andrea's. Aron laughed, he already knew what response the woman would show.
"If you're so angry, you're so adorable. I want to kiss your lips" said Aron at the bathroom door.
Andrea held the back of her neck. Facing that man needs a lot of patience. "Try it if you dare!"
"No, kissing you isn't enough. I'll ask for more" replied Aron withholding his chuckle.
Andrea did not falter at all with the temptation that Aron had just thrown. Andrea seems to be used to the behavior, and Aron's speech is often random.