It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"What do you mean?" Giana dodged lightly, while continuing her makeup.

"If I asked you not to go, would you listen to me?" asked Dillon, a note of hope in his voice, even though he knew what Giana would choose.

"Dillon," Giana sighed. "Don't be childish."

"How can I be childish just by asking that?" Dillon protested.

Giana then turned around and faced Dillon, looking straight into his eyes. "I know what's on your mind," said Giana. She then stood up and landed a quick peck on Dillon's lips. "Didn't I already say that I would put in my efforts in this relationship? We have come this far, are you still going to dwell on the past?" Giana asked softly and then she frowned when she saw Dillon was silent in response to what she said. "Are you still doubting me? After all this time? After everything we have been through and came our way?"

Giana was at it again, she said the same thing every time Dillon started to doubt this relationship and made it seem as if Dillon's worries were superfluous and completely unnecessary.

"No," he said, taking a deep breath. Dillon then pulled Giana's body closer and hugged her tightly, instantly he could smell her sweet perfume.

"Then what?" asked Giana in a small voice, as if she was hurt by the way Dillon asked her questions. "You are not believing me after everything we have been through together and you still have doubts about me."

Hearing this, of course Dillon felt even more guilty, he felt his feelings of anxiety and trust issues were too much and he shouldn't doubt Giana.

"I am sorry," Dillon finally said, as he always did whenever things like this came to the fore. "I just feel like you don't take this relationship seriously," he voiced out what he felt. Somehow, he just couldn't her sincerity in this relationship.

Giana then loosened her arms, but since Dillon's arms were still wrapped around her waist, the woman couldn't go anywhere.

"How can you think like that?" Giana asked with a furrowed forehead, she showed a hurt expression. "Why do you think that I am not serious about this relationship? You are not seriously saying things like that, are you? How else can I convince you?"

Giana played her part well, now she felt she was getting better at manipulating Dillon and her guilt was slowly fading away as they spent more time together.

Giana considered their intimate moment was a payment for the bad deeds she was doing to this man.

Because only by thinking like that Giana could feel better every time she ensnared Dillon with her wiles and manipulations.

"Then we should get married," Dillon offered the same suggestion again. "I would feel much better if I can show the people that you really were mine."

"Are we back on this matter again?" Giana sighed wearily. She lowered her head and purposely didn't look at Dillon in order to hide the annoyance that flashed across her beautiful eyes. "Didn't I tell you the reason why we can't get married yet?"

"Yes, I know, I know," answered Dillon quickly. "We don't need to do it now, I can wait until the news about you and Aidan dies down, a year or two, it doesn't matter. But, I wonder, do you have the same thoughts as me?" Dillon explained quickly.

This topic was something he brought up constantly, but every time Giana would avoid answering it outright.

After all, they were living together now and it wasn't that Dillon didn't hear the disapproving tone of those around them who disapproved of Giana's decision to keep Dillon by her side, but they had both decided to ignore all that and focus on the problem at hand.

Giana then raised her head and cupped Dillon's face with her hands. "Of course, once this settles down, we will talk about it, okay?"

"You want to marry me?"

Gianna smiled. "Of course."

It was not difficult for Giana to agree to the proposal.

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Tordoff's company anniversary party was something that many people were looking forward to and was a gathering place for the country's top businessmen.

The people invited were those who have influence on the economy of the country. And it was an honor to be invited to this event.

Therefore, by sunset, almost the entire parking lot at a luxurious and stately hotel in city A, which was part of a subsidiary under the Tordoff family, was almost full. There were rows of luxury cars that most people could only dream of owning, parked downstairs, almost like a luxury showroom.

Those who came, looked extraordinary, wearing dresses by famous designers, especially the women, their bodies were glistening as if decorated with diamonds.

Meanwhile, a few kilometers away from the venue, Mrs. Tordoff was wearing her favorite pajamas, sitting on the bed munching on chocolate while staring at the television screen showing her favorite drama, grumbling.

"I will be out for a bit, okay?" Ramon walked over to Hailee and kissed her lips briefly. He didn't really want to go, but it was urgent, because after all he was the host of the event and he had other important matters to attend to after all.

An important matter concerning Ian and the man named Leon.

Ramon had to confirm whether this man named Leon was the same person who was behind the order to kill him.

"I know, you can go then," Hailee said sadly. She then looked at Ramon with her big eyes. "But, hurry back, okay? I feel bad whenever you are not here with me."

"Of course," replied Ramon calmly. He then hugged Hailee and kissed her cheek. "I will be right back. Go to sleep first and don't wait for me, when you wake up in the morning, I will be by your side again."

Hailee laughed softly when she heard that and got off from the bed. "Then I will walk you all the way to the front door."

"You don't have to do that," Ramon disagreed.

"Oh come on, the front door of this house is not that far away, I am feeling better after all." Yes, after almost a week of just being in the room and doing nothing, Hailee was really bored and felt her body was very stiff. Even if it was just their living room and front yard, Hailee wanted to see a different view.

"Okay," Ramon granted the request.

Then the two of them walked to the living room and threshold, where a black luxury car was waiting for Ramon outside.

"You are so handsome in this formal suit, I would be very jealous if you glanced at other women," Hailee grumbled.

"Why should I glance at other women when the most beautiful woman is waiting for my return?" Ramon was getting smart at flirting like this which made Hailee blush, even though she knew it was just a tease.

"Of course, since I am your wife, you can only have your eyes on me," Hailee said flirtatiously, she tiptoed and peck his lips, grinning to see the love in her husband's eyes.

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