Chapter 505 - Wooden House (2/2)

After boarding the bus, Anya and Tara sat by the window. It had been two years that Anya had not returned to this city. Many things had changed.

”Anya, is it impossible for you and Aiden...” Tara didn't dare to continue.

Anya just shook her head. ”I've just started my career. I don't want to think about feelings. And you know my condition. The Atmajaya family wouldn't want to have a barren daughter-in-law like me. And I don't want to have a husband who is not honest with me,”

”Aiden didn't tell you because he was afraid you might get hurt. In this matter, all of you are victims. During these two years, do you know what changed at Aiden's house? There are no plants in the front and back garden of the house. The Iris flowers in his house were a form of his love for you. Your perfume room was still in the house, waiting for the owner to return,” Tara said.

The expression on Anya's face froze when she heard that. ”Did you see it for yourself?”

Tara nodded. ”Mrs. Hana is still working at Aiden's house. Every now and then, she invites me and Nico to dinner,”

Anya was silent hearing that. After a while, a bitter smile appeared on her face. ”I ended my relationship with him two years ago. Without children, nothing can bind us,”

”If Aiden finds out you are not his niece, do you think he will let you go?”

”I am me. If I want to go, can he stop me?” Anya said with a faint smile.

”If the Atmajaya Family doesn't dare to be honest with Aiden, do you need my help to tell him? With his help, you can investigate this matter more quickly. Maybe you can also ask him to help find your biological parents,” Tara suggested. Behind this, she hoped that Aiden and Anya could get back together.

However, Anya's answer made her disappointed again. ”This is a problem for the Atmajaya Family. Let them talk for themselves. If they choose to hide it, we better not interfere.”

”But how can you find out the culprit? And now that you're back in Indonesia, I'm afraid that person will hurt you again,” Tara looked a little uneasy.

”Just let them hurt me. With that, I can find out who did it,” Anya was not the old Anya. The old Anya wouldn't have the courage to face a problem like this.

Her past and pain had made her grow up to be a confident woman. She learned to love herself in the past two years.

Tara could only surrender. ”Please be careful. I don't want anything to happen to you,”

”Don't worry. I returned two months early to find out where my parents were. Luckily, I don't have a relationship with the Atmajaya family,” Anya said.

”I'm relieved too. Where are you going home now?” Tara asked.

”After my divorce, my mother sold her house to pay for my living cost abroad. Now she lives in the garden house and I will live with her,” Anya said.

”In the garden? Is your mother's house big enough?” Tara said.

”My mother always calls it a wooden house. But when I saw the photo, I felt that the house was more worthy of being called a villa. There are two rooms upstairs and two rooms downstairs. The family room is quite large,” Anya said with a smile.

”Villa in the garden? Did Mrs. Esther design it?” Tara asked, looking at Anya's face.

”Yes. During my two years in France, my mother rented out empty rooms to tourists on vacation for extra income,” Anya took her cell phone and called her mother.

Meanwhile, Tara could only look at the smile on Anya's face while considering it. She didn't know if she should tell Anya that the house wasn't designed by Esther, but by Aiden himself.