Chapter 72 - Doubts (1/2)

Anya was determined to help and accompany Aiden until he recovered. Maybe when Aiden went abroad on work, she could learn some therapies that could be used for eye treatment or whatever. She must find out and research more deeply so that she could be of use to Aiden's recovery!

After talking about Aiden, Anya didn't feel sleepy either so she stayed in the park to enjoy the night breeze. Hana, who was already feeling tired, finally said goodbye to Anya, leaving the woman alone with her thoughts and uneasiness that would not go away.

While Anya was still pensive on the garden terrace, Aiden and Harris had left the office. Aiden immediately returned to his room, but he could not see Anya anywhere near. There was only her cellphone sound which continued to be heard from above their bed. The cell phone kept ringing, indicating repeated incoming messages.

'Is Raka trying to contact Anya again?' Aiden felt jealous at the thought of that possibility. He frowned and his gaze became sharper. He immediately walked to the bed and took Anya's cellphone which was lying just like that.

Anya did not use a password on her cellphone so that Aiden could open it easily. As soon as he opened his cellphone, Aiden could see the posts made by Anya.

'I just found out that my husband's ex-lover has a face similar to mine. Am I just a substitute?'

Many people gave answers to Anya's questions so that the answers continued to pile up in the comments section. All of those answers made Aiden frown deeper. He put the cell phone on the nightstand and paused for a moment. It seemed Anya thought about his father's words that she was very similar to Keara. Did he have to explain this to Anya?

He would wait for Anya to return to the room and try to explain to her what exactly his relationship with Keara was. While waiting for Anya, Aiden decided to take a shower first.

Thirty minutes had passed, Anya was tired of sitting alone on the garden terrace so she decided to return to her room. When she entered the room, she saw Aiden had finished showering and was sitting on the edge of the bed to dry his hair. Anya immediately approached Aiden and took the towel that was held by the man, helping him to dry his hair.

Aiden sat quietly and let his wife help him, while Anya dried Aiden's hair without saying anything. Only silence existed between them.

”Keara is my step brother's fiancée. She died three years ago.” Aiden said, breaking the silence between them. He waited for Anya to ask him Keara's identity, but Anya didn't ask so he decided to open the topic of conversation.

Anya was a little surprised when she heard Aiden's sudden explanation. She didn't expect Aiden to explain it all of a sudden, even though she didn't ask anything.

”Ah? I didn't ask about it.” Anya said.

Aiden poked Anya's forehead slowly, ”I know your brain must be thinking a lot of nonsense.” Anya just stroked her forehead while pursing her lips, making Aiden chuckle at his wife's behavior.

Aiden stretched out his hand and took Anya into his arms, ”As long as you are loyal to me, nothing will be able to separate us.” He whispered those words, his lips touching Anya's hair, leaving a soft kiss mark on Anya's tiny head.

Anya just muttered indistinctly as she leaned her body in Aiden's arms.

But apparently, what Hana said and explained by Aiden didn't calm her down. She could not fall asleep even though she had been lying down for several hours. In fact, tomorrow she had to wake up early for her first day of work.

Even though Aiden and Hana had said that Keara was Aiden's sister-in-law's fiancé, Anya couldn't forget the thought that Aiden married her because she had a face similar to Keara's.

'Aiden, what do you really think? Why would you want to marry a woman who looks like your sister-in-law?'

Anya had never met Aiden's half-brother or his deceased lover, or any of his other families, apart from Bima. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if she met the entire Atmajaya family and they thought Anya was Keara?

Anya's brain continued to spin, like tangled threads that could not unravel. She felt very confused. What should she do?

The world was so big, but why did she have to have the same face as someone who died three years ago?

Suddenly a crazy thought entered Anya's mind. These thoughts continued to disturb her brain, leaving her unable to think clearly.

'Wait a minute…'