“What…what do you mean…?” He's been drying her hair for her since they got married because she liked it and he kind of liked it too. Why is she asking where he learnt it all of sudden?!“You seem to do it so well that I can't believe you learnt it by just watching videos,” her voice drips with sarcasm. “I…I…” She rolls her eyes. “Thanks,” she mutters, stands up and goes to bed. What?! He thought this was over. Damn. For how long is he going to continue living with her like this? He'll soon become suffocated. “Harper, about last night—”“Please turn off the light when you are coming to bed,” she says, taking her phone.Damn. Some minutes later, Aiden gets on the bed beside her. He pulls the duvet to cover himself. They share the same duvet since their first night after marriage. Even though nothing has happened between the two of them, Harper doesn't see a reason why they should share different duv

All the other workers are running around to get things in place, a lot more workers than Harper have ever seen in a mall are on standby. She glances at Aiden. “What's going on?” She whispers to him.“The mall is five years and three days today.” “So…?” She asks. “They are celebrating it.” “Celebrating?” She frowns. Who the hell celebrates that kind of thing? Not like it's a perfect date or something. “Ma'am, it's an honour to have you here,” a nice young man in a suit bows to her, looking a bit stiff like he is being watched.“I want you to transform my wife,” Aiden says, sounding exactly like the bossy rich man Harper fell in love with three years ago. “Yes, sir,” the young bows. “This way, ma'am.” The man and a bunch of women in uniform lead her inside like she's some queen in a big mansion. “Excuse,” she asks one of the women closest to her, “what is happening?” “The shopping mall is

Harper smiles nervously. Something must be wrong with Aiden. Yeah, he's making her feel butterflies in her stomach but this is so unexpected. “Oh…that's true,” Alessia says. “I appreciate that you think the same way, Mrs Alessia. You and your husband now have flat noses.” Aiden chuckles. “I'm sorry, I just don't know how to sugarcoat things,” he deliberately used the words she used the day before. “Let's order something if you don't mind,” Harper quickly beckons on the waiter before Aiden gets her in trouble. Alessia looks at the menu as soon as she gets one. She checks for the most expensive meal on the list. She finally sees one that costs a thousand dollars. By the time these two fools leave this place, they will be poor to their teeth. How dare Aiden insult her nose? She has done plastic surgery on the nose twice and he's saying it looks flat? All the other people on the table seem to have the same thought as Alessia be

Mr Lincoln looks around just to be sure. His wife and Hannah left for another shopping and Bryan is sleeping in his room but he just have to be sure no one is watching him. He opens the door to Harper and Aiden's room. He closes it gently behind him. He waits. No sound. He goes to the table. There is a pen on it. He takes it and puts it inside the arson nag in his hand. There is a cup on the table. He takes it and drops it inside his bag too before stepping out of the house. All the drive to the place he arranged to meet with one of his subordinates, he feels like a creepy father-in-law but he can't help it. He needs to figure out who Aiden is. Someone who can secure a meeting with Walmer Albert within two hours isn't some nobody. He gives the arson bag to the man who disappears into the laboratory. Thirty minutes later, the man comes out. He has a frown on his face. “Who is he?” Mr Lincoln ask