Semua Bab Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go: Bab 111 - Bab 118

Seeing that Aria had no other questions, Archer went to the bedroom planning to take a shower and change into something more comfortable.As he reached the master bedroom door and opened it, something flashed before his eyes.Archer frowned slightly, and upon looking at the room's decoration more carefully, his entire body froze in the doorway. Yes, literally froze in the doorway.The entrance was covered with a red carpet printed with two little figures in traditional wedding attire. The walls of the room were pink.The king-sized bed was draped with a red plush blanket, with several colorful velvet comforters stacked at the headboard. On top were two pink lace-trimmed pillows, and in the middle of the bed, someone had arranged chocolate-covered almonds and candies to spell out "Baby-Making Headquarters."This simple description might not fully convey the scene. Imagine the most over-the-top wedding suite from a Hallmark movie, and you'll understand Archer's shock.Large "Just M

Aria thought to herself that she wasn't agreeable at all—she was incredibly stubborn.Archer: "..."It was the first time in his life someone had called him fussy, and it was his little wife who said it.But looking down at the soft crown of her head as she lowered it, he thought to himself: what's wrong with his little wife teasing him a bit? Grandma called him a "little brat" every day, which was much worse than being called fussy.He'd chosen this wife himself. He should give in."Fine, you can stay in the guest room."When Aria heard this, she went "tap-tap-tap" as she scurried back to the guest room. Her cheerful retreat left Archer feeling deflated.The "tap-tap-tap" had barely stopped when Aria came running back: "Archer, let me help you clean up the master bedroom."She did have some conscience after all.Archer nodded slightly and made a sound of agreement. He first tore down all the baby pictures from the wall, rolling them up and putting them in a box, planning to t

"So, what does 'first real man mean? Care to explain?"Seeing her frozen stance and flushed cheeks, Archer raised an eyebrow slightly.Aria retreated awkwardly until her back hit the wall. The sudden cold from the ceramic tiles made her shiver. Before she could adjust to the chill against her back, he had already moved closer, sliding his hand between the wall and her back. His warm, strong palm pressed against her.Aria was somewhat dazed, her body beginning to heat up.It was all Christina's fault for saying such things.In truth, during her three years of marriage to Larry, they had never been intimate. Because Larry blamed her for Linda’s death, he had married her only to torment her.He had many female companions and often stayed out overnight. Lucy was just one of his many lovers.He had been with many women, but never touched her.During that first year when she still loved Larry deeply, she would repeatedly ask herself why things had come to this, why she couldn't win b

"I suddenly feel like meeting Larry wasn't such a sad thing after all."She spoke just as he was about to kiss her.At the mention of Larry, Archer's eyes darkened."Why do you say that?"She nestled almost entirely in his arms and said, "I think I went through those hardships to exchange the first half of my life for the chance to meet you."After the storm comes the rainbow—isn't that how it works?Archer looked at her, his gaze that had turned cold at Larry's name now warming with a smile."How do you know we wouldn't have met without Larry?"We met very early on, didn't we?"If not for Larry, perhaps she would have been his wife long ago.So with or without Larry, they would have met anyway.Aria caught his implied meaning, and suddenly felt a bittersweet sensation in her heart.In her most innocent years, she hadn't thought about the future when she fell head over heels for a boy as free as the wind. But how could anyone catch the wind?If she had met Archer back then