Third Wife Paid Husband
Chapter 31

"Remain jealous?" 

One question Leah with a heated tone Anie was heard clearly in the ears of Aron's second wife. Anie overhears the conversation between Aron and Andrea until it is completely finished. 

Anie had yet to give any more reaction than silence while putting on a flat facial expression. Leah looked at Anie's face, thinking she needed to find someone willing to volunteer to be in her cave. 

All this time, Anie was too indifferent to Aron. Never once did Leah see Anie as a jealous wife her husband remarried. At first Anie did complain that she did not agree Aron married again. But for a long time Anie didn't seem to care. Aron's second wife cares more about her husband's money, than Aron cares about them. 

Of course as a wife, Anie felt jealous of Andrea. He was first married to Aron, but as long as Anie served the man, Aron had never once been romantic to him. Aron was a cold figure, speaking only as necessary. 

Leah was sure that after Anie heard the conversation Aron and Andrea had recorded by her man, Anie would no longer be indifferent. Anie and Leah must unite so that Aron knows that they both want to get a fair share. At least, Aron should go home once a month. They all live in one country. 

Anie took a deep breath. "Where did you get this voice recording? You must have gotten it illegally, right?" 

Leah's water instantly changed that second. He thought Anie would be tearing up like her first reaction. However, Anie instead asked a question that Leah was difficult to answer. 

"Where are you from, Leah?" reset Anie. Compared to yesterday Anie seemed to give up, this time Anie showed her decisiveness. "You're really hard to tell, Leah. Can't you, don't look for trouble with a guy like Aron? If he finds out you're spying on him, you'll regret it!" persemat Anie firmly.  

"Not to interfere! I will act, in my own way. I'm not the only one who cares about money and possessions! I don't need any of that, because my family is rich! I just need Aron's presence on our side. Don't you want to live in the same house as your husband?" 

"Not really." Anie smiled thinly. "Because from the beginning, I already knew Aron never loved any of us. I know myself enough. If only I had the choice of marrying Aron or another man, then I would have chosen the second option." 

"Anie, you've—" One finger Leah pointed at Anie's nose. Leah's words stopped, she swallowed it back as the phone in her right hand rang. 

Slowly Leah raised her hand staring at the flaming phone screen. The phone came from his man. 

Leah melengos's. He attached the square object to the side of his ribbon. "Hello, what's wrong? Or did you get the information I wanted?" 

"Leah .. It's me." 

Leah was surprised not to play hear the voice of the man across there. No, it's not the voice of his man. But the voice of someone very familiar to Leah. That's a vote ... 

"It's me, Aron. You haven't forgotten the voice of your own husband, have you?" 

The deg! 

Both eyeballs Leah bought. His legs were shaking until he almost collapsed. He then glanced at Anie who was still sitting in her place with a careless reaction. 

*** 

Andrea received the fried rice, along with the change from the seller. Along the way to his house, Andrea grumbled annoyed at feeling lied to by Aron.  

Andrea and Aron did not greet each other. Though the newlyweds had time to throw each other face. Andrea then leaves Aron alone on the sofa, he chooses to step into the kitchen to pick up his cutlery. 

"It looks like the man has two personalities" Andrea chanted as she poured her fried rice on a plate. "Why can I find a weird guy like Aron, anyway? Luckily, I won't live long with him!" 

Andrea went outside the kitchen with a plate of fried rice, along with a glass of cold water to the dining room. Unexpectedly, Aron followed Andrea to the dining room, then took a seat next to Andrea. 

Andrea pretended to be so cute. But Aron now sits sideways facing toward himself. 

Aron snatched the crackers from the top of his wife's fried rice. Andrea nodded, protesting, "You should learn some manners! Taking food that belongs to someone else, is completely disrespectful!" 

Aron's voice was chewing on his crackers. "You're no one else to me. You're my wife. Isn't it natural to share food with each other?" chirps Aron. 

Andrea patted the back of Aron's hand that was about to take his cracker again. After that he kept his fried rice out of Aron's reach. "If you want, buy it yourself! Don't interrupt anyone's food!" 

Aron chuckles. "From now on you said someone else kept going. Or do I need to kiss you right now to remember what our status is?" seloroh Aron's. 

Andrea swig. "It's only temporary! Once I'm pregnant, you and I will be divorced!" 

Aron's fingers touched the buttons on his shirt, opening them one by one down. "Yes, I want to impregnate you now. No problem, right?" 

It appears a red tinge on both of Andrea's cheeks. "Shut your mouth! Now I know what kind of person you are, Aron!" amuk Andrea's. 

"Where's the fault? We got married because you really wanted to have offspring that could benefit you. You're not a kid anymore, so you know how to have kids?" whispered Aron, he pulled up Andrea's arm, then kissed her next to Andrea's cheek. Makes the woman completely wrong. 

*** 

From the outside, Andrea was impressed not to want Aron. The cool, cool attitude that Andrea showed to Aron all this time seemed to be camouflage only. Because in fact, Andrea could not resist the man's touch. 

Andrea had not had time to finish the fried rice, he had been led by Aron to their room. At first Aron almost braved himself on the dining table, but Andrea strongly refused. He wants to be intimate where he should be. 

Andrea's plain body wrapped in a blanket, lying limp on the bed. Andrea turned around, sleeping on Aron's back. Slowly moving their bed, Aron hugged Andrea so possessively. Andrea was even more confused by the man. 

"Why did he enjoy his role as a husband? Did his head just hit something, until he lost his memory?" inner Andrea astonished herself. 

Andrea was silent as Aron hugged her body. She could hear her husband's breathing. Andrea tried to close her eyes, but she could not. 

"You haven't slept?" ask Aron a little bit away. He pulled Andrea to face him. "I'm sorry, I didn't get home in time." 

"I don't care" Andrea said briefly. "let go. You've got what you want. Now, let me rest. Because my body is really tired!"