It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

Dillon rubbed Giana's back gently and felt the woman's body tremble as tears rolled down Dillon's shoulders and left a stain there.

But, who cares about such a thing at a time like this?

Because, Dillon's attention at this time was wholly occupied by the figure of a woman who was so fragile and hurting in his arms. And, as if he could feel the pain that Giana was feeling right now, Dillon felt his breathing become shallow. His chest felt uncomfortable...

"I hate them all! I hate them all!" Giana was now sobbing and her whining grew louder as the tears didn't stop flowing, wetting her face and her voice could no longer be heard clearly.

She vented out all the anger and grievances that had been bottle up inside of her to Dillon now, the feeling was so overwhelming and she didn't think she could hold it any longer.

"Everything will be alright." Dillon didn't know what to do or what to say, because all this time Giana had never shown this side of herself. "You are not alone, I am here..."

And for the next thirty minutes, Giana spilled out all the uneasiness she had been trying to suppress for years. The burden that had been too heavy for her to carry on her thin shoulders.

And Dillon really didn't leave Giana alone during the times she was down.

He was there like he always did…

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Aidan felt uncomfortable when he went back to checking the time on the expensive watch that was wrapped around his left wrist.

Giana was nearly an hour late.

What the hell was she doing? Wasn't she the one who proposed this dinner to make up for the previous dinner? But, why was it that Giana was not present and she wasn't even picking up a phone call from him?

What's the matter?

But, even though Aidan's heart was wondering about Giana's whereabouts or what the woman was planning to do, somehow he felt that he knew what the real reason Giana was holding this dinner for.

Or maybe because Giana wanted to cancel her intention and now she was in a conflict with herself, that's why she didn't come yet?

It didn't seem like the Giana Aidan knew. Because this tough and stubborn woman rarely looked confused in making decisions. Even though sometimes, the decisions that Giana took seemed impulsive, this woman always had pretty good analytical power to save herself from various situations.

"Aidan, why don't you try calling Giana's cellphone again?" Aidan's mother asked in a worried tone. "Maybe something happened to her on the way here."

"I have tried to call her many times, but still there is no answer." Giana's mother spoke up. "Giana is not usually like this..."

"I have tried to call her, but she seems to be on the road and can't pick up my call." Aidan looked back at his cellphone. He had long tried to contact Giana since he first learned about the dinner, but his stubborn wife decided not to communicate in any way with him.

Even the news about this dinner was something he got from his secretary and when he was about to ask further questions, Giana could not be contacted until now.

"Impossible." Mr. Smith put down his glass of drink and from the way he did it, it could be said that he was almost at his limits.

Mr. Smith never waited for someone for nearly an hour like he did now. If only Giana was not the wife of his son, it was certain that in the tenth minute Giana did not come, he would have already left this place.

"There's no way Giana couldn't pick up her phone. She doesn't drive her own car." Mr. Smith knew that Giana drove cars very rarely and preferred to use a driver.

Then, if that's not the reason, what was the reason Giana came late to make them wait so long and even didn't pick up her phone call?

Giana.

Aidan clenched his jaw, irritated by his wife's behavior... she shouldn't make things more complicated than its already had.

She should know not to add more problems to the problems they already had between them.

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Giana checked her make-up in the rearview mirror and carefully wiped the tears that still lingered on her cheeks, but then she chuckled when she saw that her lipstick stain was still on Dillon's shoulder.

"What?" Dillon asked, confused because suddenly Giana laughed softly. It was quite a relief to see how she laughed like that, but what made her look a little happier?

"That." Giana pointed to the lipstick stain on Dillon's shirt, near his collar and Dillon followed Giana's gaze and found the said stain. "If you have a wife, you are definitely in a big trouble."

Of course, if Dillon had a wife he would be in trouble right now if a stain like this was seen, but the truth was; he has no woman in his life.

"If I had a wife, I would be in a bigger trouble if she found out what we did," Dillon muttered, quite loudly in the silent car.

However, after he finished saying that, Dillon realized his mistake. He didn't mean to bring up that night incident at all, it's just that the sentence just slipped off his lips.

"Sorry, I didn't mean…" Dillon's words were interrupted because Giana decided to talk first.

"Don't." Giana shook her head. "We both know that there is no way we can pretend it never happened and I just wanted to apologize for the night."

Dillon frowned. "What are you apologizing for? I am the one who should apologize. It's not your fault, you are drunk and I should hold back."

Giana laughed softly, then looked at Dillon gently, a gaze that could make his heart beat faster. "You are too kind Dillon and it's not your fault either." Giana shrugged her shoulders indifferently. "Besides, I am hard to resist."

Giana's last words made both of them laugh, for a moment forgetting the awkwardness and sadness that had happened a few minutes ago.

"Thank you," said Giana, then the woman leaned over to quickly kiss Dillon on the cheek and left the car without saying anything else, leaving the man confused by what had just happened.

In fact, even Giana didn't understand why she kissed Dillon on the cheek. She just felt an impulsive urge to do this and did not regret it after it happened.

Because now there was something much more important, which she had to deal with... another problem.

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Aidan looked back at his cellphone, but this time it wasn't because he had to call Giana, but he got a message from Aileen Tatum. The b*tch who set him up.

The 'lady' asked him to call her right away.

Aidan didn't know for what business this vicious woman asked him to call her, but whatever it was, it would not be a pleasant news for Aidan, knowing how he was being used.

"I will excuse myself for a moment," Aidan muttered as he stood up from his chair and stepped out of the private room where they were waiting for Giana, before anyone stopped or asked him. Meanwhile, the food on the table had grown cold and no words could break the tense atmosphere in the room.

After Aidan walked to a quiet hallway and made sure no one was going to hear this conversation, he called Aileen.

The expression on Aidan's face was terrifying. He had never received any threats for as long as he was alive, especially from a woman whose origins were not clear.

"What do you want?" Aidan didn't even say 'hello' when Aileen picked up his call. It was clear that he wanted to end the conversation before they even started.

"Why are you so rude?" Aileen frowned when she heard the way Aidan greeted her. "Didn't we already agree that you will help me?" she reminded him again shamelessly.

Aidan looked at the large window and saw Giana who was walking across the parking lot. As it turned out, she finally arrived, even though she was very late ...

But, at least she was here now.

"You set me up and I never said that I would help you," Aidan growled angrily, while his eyes followed Giana's movements who met a man who had been waiting for her at the front door of the restaurant, as they entered together.

Looked like Aidan recognized the man. Wasn't that Giana's personal lawyer? Why did Giana bring a lawyer here?

Something inside Aidan rippled. It was as if he knew what other things he was going to face.

"Look, I didn't blackmail you. I only offered you a chance of cooperation." Aileen no longer beat around the bush, because she didn't have time for it.

Aidan clicked his tongue. "Cooperation?" He used a scornful tone when he said that brief word.

"I want you to work with Tatum Jewelry," Aileen said. "My company is not in a good condition."

However, at the same time, Aidan saw Giana coming with her lawyer and instinctively turned off his phone call with Aileen and went straight to his wife.

"Where have you been?" Aidan immediately blocked Giana's path and stood towering over his wife, but then his gaze fell on the middle- aged man beside Giana. "What's he here for?" Aidan's forehead creased and his worry was proven by Giana's answer.

"To deal with our divorce," Giana replied in a very calm and controlled tone. She had prepared herself for these consequences.