It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

The two individuals who were still husband and wife, stared at each other for a few seconds that seemed like hours, until finally Aidan broke the silence.

"Is it true that Dillon was the man who has an affair with you?" Aidan remembered Giana's words that said that not only had he been having an affair all this time, but Giana also had an affair of her own.

"No," she replied in a voice that sounded a little hoarse.

Hearing Giana's answer, which he thought was not very convincing, made Aidan narrow his eyes suspiciously.

Although the interaction between them could be said not very good, but at least he could say when Giana was lying to him or not, and this time what was surprising was; Giana was not lying, or at least that's what Aidan saw.

This was quite surprising because since Giana said that she also had an affair, the first person on Aidan's order of suspicion was Dillon.

Even if it were true, then Aidan would not be too bothered, but since the problem had reached the mass media and had become very complicated, then this automatically became Aidan's responsibility to solve it, as it damaged his reputation too.

"Then what were you doing with Dillon at the bar getting so drunk?" Aidan then entered Dillon's apartment and immediately closed the door behind him so that no one else could hear the quarrel that was about to happen. "And you are also living in his apartment."

The last sentence from Aidan was uttered in a tone full of contempt and derision. His eyes scoured the whole apartment room and returned to Giana's face, which looked pale and messy.

"Look at how you look now," Aidan scoffed, grinning contemptuously. "You are not that different from a whore."

As soon as the words left his lips, a heavy slap landed on Aidan's cheek, but Giana wasn't satisfied with only slapping him once, she slapped him one more time, bursting out with her choked emotions.

Or also as a means of revenge for what Aidan had done to her before.

Still not satisfied, Giana grabbed a flower vase and was about to slam it on Aidan's head.

By this time, Giana had completely lost her mind. She no longer knew what was right and wrong, or the consequences of her actions. All she knew was; she was too fed up with her feeling right now. She needed to vent this out.

What she knew now was, that she really hated the male figure in front of her and wanted him to get out of her sight. She didn't want to hear insults from him anymore.

Did Aidan think he had been acting right all along?! Could his affair be justified just because the mass media did not sniff out the news yet?!

Giana didn't want to be insulted by someone like that!

"FUCK YOU! DIE! YOU BASTARD!" Roared Giana, while swinging a flower vase made of porcelain toward Aidan's head.

Luckily, Aidan moved faster and managed to dodge only a fraction of a second before the object hit his head and caused much more damage than this.

"GIANA!!!" Aidan screamed in surprise to see Giana who had darkened her eyes and almost killed him. "ARE YOU CRAZY!?"

The porcelain flower vase that missed its target finally fell on the floor and shattered into hundreds of sharp pieces.

However, Giana did not stop there, her eyes were glisteningly looking for the largest fragment and she just took it with her bare hand.

Giana also no longer cared about her hand which was pricked and bleeding when the sharp edge of the shrapnel cut into her palm.

Seeing what Giana was about to do, Aidan no longer had time to think about the two slaps his wife threw or the dangerous attempt just now.

Quickly, Aidan grabbed Giana's wrist, which automatically made her unable to move freely and then tried to grab the piece of glass, even though what he was doing was injuring his own hand.

Not only hands, as Giana struggled harder and they dropped both of them to their knees instead, some of the small fragments also pierced their calves and feet.

However, the anger, resentment and frustration seemed so much greater that they could no longer feel the blood dripping from their wounds.

"STOP!" Aidan screamed in exasperation, grimacing when he saw the shard stick deeper into Giana's palm, in an attempt to grasp it tighter so that Aidan couldn't snatch it away.

"WHAT SHOULD I STOP?!" Giana roared back, her voice sounding much hoarser than before, but there were no more tears flowing from her empty- looking eyes, but instead, blood was pouring out of the wound on her hand. "YOU INSULT ME BECAUSE I CALLED DILLON TO FIND ME WHEN I WAS DRUNK?! THEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT, WHO SHOULD I CONTACT?!"

Anger surrounded every word that escaped Giana's lips.

"WHO SHOULD I CONTACT?! YOU?!" A loud grunt and scorn could be heard when Giana said those words. Her empty eyes were now staring wildly and full of hatred at the figure of Aidan, who was holding her so that she wouldn't hurt herself any further. "Contact you? When you were with your bitch? I guess you wouldn't even care if I was dying." Giana hissed, denouncing Aidan's morals.

For a moment, Aidan was at a loss for words. He had no answer to that statement. And for the first time, he didn't feel the anger he usually felt whenever Giana associated Zia's name with a prostitute.

Because Aidan knew, what kind of suffering Giana had been enduring for his actions.

He knew, all this time, during their marriage life, Giana had always appeared tough, looking like nothing had ever happened and even tended to ignore his infidelity, that Aidan didn't realize how he had pushed Giana to her limit.

This was not fair. But, what was fair in this world? Didn't things always go according to people's selfishness?

"Stop acting like a crazy woman, Giana! This isn't funny at all!" Finally after a hard and dangerous struggle, Aidan managed to grab the sharp flower vase fragment from Giana's hand and tossed it as far as possible so that this crazy woman could not grab it back.

At this time, blood continued to pour out of Giana's hand with a deep gash. Apparently, she had to get a few stitches and extra care so the wound could heal and leave no marks.

"If you want to die, don't do it in front of me!" Aidan exclaimed angrily. He knew that those words were inappropriate for him to say to Giana, but his irritation and anger seemed to have clouded his mind, so the sentence just came out.

Swiftly and quickly, Aidan immediately took off the jacket he was wearing and then he used it to press the gaping wound on Giana's palm, while the woman stayed silent, breathless. He didn't know what she was thinking right now, but what was certain was that Aidan was a little relieved when he saw that Giana was no longer struggling.

After finishing bandaging Giana's hand, Aidan still didn't let her out of his arms, afraid that she might take another sharp piece. Meanwhile, with the position of those sitting on the floor and the many pieces of glass that were scattered around them, it was not impossible.

Giana seemed to be on the verge of losing her sanity...

"We have to go to the hospital to have your hand checked," Aidan said in a voice that sounded a little hoarse, informing Giana, but there was no response from her. She stayed still as if she lost her soul.

Right at that time, Aidan's cellphone vibrated, someone called him and it was one of the bodyguards who came with Aidan to Dillon's apartment.

"There are reporters waiting in the parking lot and lobby."

Those were the words the bodyguard told Aidan and made the man curse at his misfortune today.

"Clear the area!" Aidan instructed him furiously. He should have known that there was a possibility like this. That news hunters would come to the apartment where Giana was last seen. However, Aidan was too reckless with his decision.

Actually, Aidan's intention to meet Giana at this apartment was to diffuse the news out there and discuss the clarification they would convey to the media. It was just that Aidan never imagined that this would end so badly.

Aidan couldn't let this news develop and get worse than this, because if the news of their divorce was revealed later, it would be adding gasoline to the fire.

Not only that would affect him and Giana, but also the shares of the two companies, and also Zia.

"Giana, you have to cooperate with me and stand up!" Aidan said in despair to the woman who was still his wife, he tried to make Giana stand up, but the woman refused. She didn't want to move her body at all, even an inch from there.

And just at that moment, Aidan's cellphone rang again.

It was just that, for now Aidan couldn't check it because he was trying to get Giana out of the apartment. He was too occupied.

And because Giana refused to move, it was inevitable that Aidan had to carry her to their car and take her to the hospital before she ran out of any more blood.

This situation was so chaotic and getting out of control by each second!

==============

Zia stared at the dark screen of her cellphone. It was nearly twenty times that she tried to contact Aidan to confirm the news she saw this morning about Giana and ask him how he was, considering how big and harsh the public's reaction was in response to the news.

However, Aidan did not pick up her phone calls, nor did he call her back, even though an hour had passed. Aidan wasn't usually like this. Not even a single text came from Aidan since this morning.

"… Mr. and Mrs. Smith came out of the building ... "

Those were the snippets of words that Zia heard from the news anchor on television, who was reporting live from the scene, and with that alone Zia's focus shifted to the scene that was displayed.

There, she saw Aidan carrying Giana, walking briskly surrounded by his bodyguards, avoiding the reporters who were hungry for news.

They began to question why Aidan was in his wife's personal assistant apartment? Did he come to pick up his wife after the alleged affair? What happened to Giana?

The woman appeared being carried by Aidan. Something must have happened between them inside the apartment earlier.

And the same question crossed Zia's head. However, Aidan just walked away without giving any explanation...