Jayden turned to look at Aria, who was sitting on the sofa behind him. The man had also sat down beside the woman who was still his wife. "How are you, Aria?" Jayden asked, his gaze never leaving Aria's. "I'm fine." The answer was flat and cold. Even his face showed no meaningful expression. "Thank goodness," Jayden said, nodding slowly, turning to look at Juan, who had been biting his own hand. Aria rose from her seat. She was reluctant to linger with the man. "Go away when you're done seeing Juan," she said, intending to leave. "Wait, Aria!" Jayden's call made Aria's intention change. She then looked at Jayden. "What's wrong?" Aria asked, still with her expression flat. "If I may... I'd like to take Juan for a walk," Jayden said, looking at Aria hopefully. Aria thought for a moment, considering Jayden's request before speaking. "That's fine. But don't stay too long because the weather is quite cold," Aria said, glancing toward the window. "Wait... I'll get Juan som
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