Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO

"There's only me in your heart. I can feel it," Anya smiled sweetly.

"You have filled my heart. I can't think of anything anymore," Aiden replied.

Anya smiled. Aiden might never be able to say words of love like 'I love you' directly. He had his own unique way of expressing his love for Anya, just like the sentence he said just now.

The sentence might sound a little strange and awkward, but Anya liked it.

"Have you ever thought that I would only burden you?" Anya asked.

"You are not a burden to me. You are the source of my happiness," Aiden lowered his head and landed a hot kiss on her lips.

Right now, he just wanted to give all his love for Anya, to get rid of all doubts in his wife's heart.

Anya felt completely calm. She could feel the joy of being with Aiden.

Her slender hands hugged Aiden tightly, making Aiden's lips smile a little from chewing hers. Aiden's eyes seemed more expressive, showing what he was feeling right now.

Seeing his wife's beautiful face with a pink hue, his heart really felt full.

Tonight, he wanted to show how much he loved Anya, telling her that he was even willing to sacrifice his life for her.

…

Anya felt that her eyes were really heavy. She could feel her body swinging as Aiden carried her to the bathroom.

Warm water ran down her body as she leaned lazily in Aiden's embrace. Her lips curved, showing a satisfied smile.

After cleaning his wife's body, Aiden brought Anya back to bed. He covered Anya's body and landed a light kiss on her forehead.

Anya fell asleep again until midnight. She woke up and found no one beside her. Her hand rubbed her eyes, trying to get up.

Where was Aiden?

"Aiden..." she called, but no one answered.

Anya felt her heart empty. Panic started to get over her. As soon as she was about to get out of bed to find Aiden, the door to their room suddenly opened.

"Are you awake?" Aiden saw Anya sitting on the bed and went straight to him.

"Where have you been?" Anya still felt dazed. When she saw Aiden, she immediately stretched out her hand and asked Aiden to hug her.

Aiden immediately hugged his spoiled wife and carried her tiny body into his lap. "Do you miss me?" He asked with a smile.

"I was scared because I didn't see you next to me when I woke up," Anya rubbed her head on Aiden's shoulder and hugged Aiden's waist tightly.

"I'm not going anywhere. Go to sleep again," Aiden opened Anya's blanket and laid beside her, hugging her.

Anya found a comfortable position in Aiden's arms and closed her eyes. She fell back to sleep peacefully after knowing that Aiden would always be by her side.

"Good night, my husband," Anya muttered.

"Good night," Aiden kissed Anya on the cheek and closed his eyes too.

…

In the morning, sunlight peeked in from the window and shone on their room. Anya was still fast asleep. Meanwhile, Aiden was awake and looking at his wife's face.

His eyes were fixed on Anya's shoulder, where there was a trail of pink like a small strawberry. The trail he left, the trail of his love for Anya.

'Hurry up and get to college. If the internship has started, we can be together every day,' Aiden thought to himself.

As usual, Aiden came downstairs for breakfast. He let Anya sleep longer because he knew Anya had insomnia and couldn't sleep peacefully when they were fighting.

He didn't want his wife to fall ill…

After breakfast, Aiden headed straight to his office.

Today, he left for the office together with his bodyguard. He had just come out of the yard when he realized that someone was following him.

"Sir, someone is following us," said the guard anxiously.

"It's just reporters. Don't worry about it," Harris replied.

"What's my schedule for today?" Aiden leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He didn't care about the people who followed him at all.

Harris read out all of Aiden's schedule for the day and squinted for a moment. 

"Cancel all schedules after three in the afternoon."

"Would you like to come home early to accompany Madame?" Harris asked.

"I have a feeling that Anya will miss me very much today. I'll be home early!" Aiden said casually.

"Sir, you have changed a lot. Before, you would never come home early and leave work," Harris complained.

"I have never experienced what real life feels like before, but now I'm happy. A single man like you wouldn't understand," when Aiden said this, Harris was not offended at all. He was happy to see Aiden happy.

But as Aiden's assistant, it meant that his work would only increase if his master came home early.

Since marrying Anya, the president director really didn't care about work anymore. After three o'clock in the afternoon, Aiden wanted to go home and accompany Anya. That meant, Harris would do the rest of the work.

He felt like he wanted to cry over his fate...

"Sir, starting Monday, Madame will start college. Where would you like to take her?" As an assistant, Harris felt the need to know all of his boss' schedules.

"I'm going to the hot springs with Anya. Don't tell Nico. I don't want to be disturbed," Aiden replied.

"Would you like Mr. Nico to wait for you to handle work matters?" Harris asked again.

"Just report it to me via email. Give Nico the opportunity to learn," Aiden said.

"Yes sir!" Harris replied.

Nico must be trained to be more responsible. His spoiled and childish nature made him playful and like to indulge himself in parties. He left at night and came home at dawn. What could be expected from him if he kept this lifestyle!

During the trip, Aiden rested in the back seat while his bodyguard drove.

When he arrived at the office, Aiden immediately came down. As soon as he opened the door about to get out of the car, the reporters immediately went to him.

"Mr. Aiden, I heard that your eyes have recovered and you are reuniting with Miss Keara. Is that true?"

"Mr. Aiden, there is news that you are dating Miss Keara and your girlfriend is causing a scene and made Miss Keara leave angrily. Is that true?"

"Mr. Aiden, is it true that Anya stopped you from going back with Miss Keara? If you were asked to choose, who would you choose?"

Aiden avoided the reporter's camera shots. He didn't open his mouth at all and ignored everyone.

Harris immediately stepped forward and answered the reporter's question for Aiden. "Please be careful with what you say. Miss Keara is Mr. Aiden's future sister-in-law. Last night, Mr. Aiden and his girlfriend invited his future sister-in-law to have dinner together,"

"Miss Keara and Mr. Aiden touching and acting affectionately like this. How do you explain it?" Asked the reporter.

Aiden's eyes were cold. His feet stopped walking and he said in a deep voice, "Do I need to explain to all of you who I invite to dinner?"

The reporter flinched slightly, afraid of the aura emitted by Aiden. He was silent, unable to answer Aiden's question.

It was true that Aiden didn't need to explain everything to reporters. It's not their business what Aiden thought and did. Therefore, Aiden never paid attention to reporters.

But that didn't mean these journalists could write whatever they wanted.

"Your news is all over the internet. We just want to know the truth," said another journalist.

"I just want Anya's name in my news. Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences!" Aiden walked away with a cold expression. He no longer cared about all the reporters and headed to his office.

The reporters continued to follow him and kept asking questions. "Are you going to marry Anya?"

"When are you getting married?"

Aiden didn't seem to hear the question and walked into the building.

Once inside the elevator, Harris finally breathed a sigh of relief. He said to Aiden half jokingly, "Sir, the reporters will be waiting for you at the door until evening,"

"No. Galih Pratama will bring Keara to the Atmajaya Group to apologize later in the afternoon," Aiden replied.

Harris was surprised to hear that. He immediately took out his cell phone to check the stock market. This morning, the share price of the Pratama Family company fell drastically.

"Sir, were you the one who caused the Pratama Family's company stock price to drop dramatically?" Harris asked.