Chapter 225 - Responsible (2/2)

Anya sank into deep sleep, while Aiden returned to the study and finished his pending work.

When he entered the study, he was shocked and just realized how much chaos he had made. His workspace was a total mess!

Aiden was a very neat and tidy person. He was accustomed to a tidy workplace and hated it when his things were scattered all over the place. Mainly because of his rudimentary eyesight.

He didn't want to spend time looking for the items he needed so he got used to arranging them neatly.

But somehow, he loved this mess. He shook his head. A smile appeared when remembering what had just happened in this place.

He also felt amazed with himself. Only Anya could drive him crazy like this!

In Aiden's eyes, this workspace was no longer the same as before...

...

Aiden sat at his desk and immediately finished all his pending work. After that, he leaned back in his chair, staring at the desk in front of him.

His mind returned to the memory of Anya lying on the table like a blooming rose waiting to be picked by him.

He had just parted ways for a while, but he really wanted to see his wife again. He missed Anya.

Was he really crazy?

He got up and left his study to return to his room. As he walked through the corridor, he got a phone call from Harris.

”Sir, what shall I do with this man?” asked Harris as soon as Aiden picked up the phone.

”Bring him back. I want to meet and interrogate him myself.” Aiden said before hanging up the phone.

He returned to the room and turned on the night light so that the room was not completely dark. He could see his wife's small body curled up in the blanket and her hand that had previously hugged the bolster tightly was now tucked under her head.

Aiden sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Anya who was fast asleep.

Anya's long black hair looked contrasting against the white pillow. Her lips parted slightly, indicating that she was still fast asleep.

Aiden recalled everything Anya had told him. However, the man was no longer in Anya's memory.

Anya had forgotten it...

...

Anya once said, ”My name is Anya. My mom and I both love white irises. Do you know the language of flowers? Iris means purity.”

Anya once said, ”Aiden, my family is very poor and has no money to pay the ransom. Can you help me and pay the ransom too? I will give all the flowers I planted to your family for an entire year.”

Anya once said, ”Aiden, if I can't get married in the future. If no man wants me, you must take responsibility.”

…

Aiden's eyes fell on Anya who was still fast asleep.

He lifted his hand, stroking Anya's long hair gently. His eyes were filled with love and fear. Afraid that one day, he would lose the woman he loved...

He still remembered everything about Anya.

When they first met... And when they met again.

”Anya, I am willing to take responsibility. Don't ever leave me...” Aiden stroked the side of Anya's face with a very gentle look.